Fuck you go to hell u cheating son of a bitch i wish u fell
Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell
On here she met rob, he seemed like a good guy
Approach for contactcause i'm live i multiply
Now the fate of your future relies on a college graduate guy.
And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie
They're calling me the good guy devil
Real slow yea i'll make you feel special
Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money
I said i wasn't cheating but you didn't believe me,
Cheating, sleeping, its giving me a reason, beating, someone up.
Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut
But if ya with me, you would'n't be with that guy
We havin’ a celebration, love to stay high
I be ballin, they wonder why
Come on tell me why quit being that guy,
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