Thanks, Nova
[Chorus]
Yeah, all these fuckin' bitches piss me off
Yeah, kiss my lips, she tell me it's my fault
Yeah, she texting my shit, I'm like—I'm like "Yo"
Yeah, they want my dick so gotta cut 'em off
Yeah, creatin' problems [?]
They wanna make sales, so I'll apologize
Yeah, they fuck on me, they look for another guy
Yeah, it's not my fault that that ass feelin' right
Yeah, it's not my fault that they ain't mean it right
[Verse]
She want me bad, 'cause I got swag
I'm in my bag, man, fuck all that you had
I fuck on all your words
That bitch wanna cum when she hear my verse
My shit going up, it just burst
She talkin' real crazy, I gave them a curse
They talkin' crazy, tell me later I can't run with 'em
So fuck all that shit, I might never fuckin' talk to them
I saw her friend post on her clip, bitch, I want all that M
I got these pants that barely fit but I still buyin' them
I just got a text, straight from my ex, bitch, I'm in my element
She said I got good dick [?]
She wanna battle, man
I will not get better, man
I will not get better
I'm countin' my bands up, man
I'm keepin' my head up
I know I'll get better, yeah
I know I'll get better
Yeah
Yeah
[Chorus]
Yeah, all these fuckin' bitches piss me off
Yeah, kiss my lips, she tell me it's my fault
Yeah, she texting my shit, I'm like—I'm like "Yo"
Yeah, they want my dick so gotta kill 'em all
Yeah, creatin' problems [?]
They wanna make sales, so I'll apologize
Yeah, they fuck on me, they look for another guy
Yeah, it's not my fault that that ass feelin' right
Yeah, it's not my fault that they ain't mean it right
element was produced by b2nny & prod.nova.