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Slingshot bet a penny on that
She brings up some shit from the the past
Missed calls now she sending a text
“Where you at? ain’t done with you yet”
I ain’t dumb, I’m ignoring your ass
There's nothing nice I could say to your face (Right now)
As a matter of fact you the weight on my breath
Now you out of my chest

I'm just chilling in my modest apartment
Drinking couple teas for a perfect recording
Writing on a verse I was thinking bout ordering
Pizza for my cousin, we together we balling
Different time zonе but you manage to fall in
Talking about things I can’t even rеcall, man
You don’t wanna bother but you says it’s important
"Por dios Tomás Hold my phone please"
You’ve been telling stories in which I am involved in
Something about Lauren and a party on march when
I was flirting with her, you can tell by the way she was laughing
Ain’t no discussing, no, I’m must be fucking her
Cause I’m acting exhausted
Sex is all good, problem is you talking
Ain’t no good when I look at my phone and read through books
You been sending on mornings
Shit, baby I’m still yawning
How about you first let me get some caffeine
But that’s just me ducking us from arguing
Never works out but I’m just down right sorrey

Slingshot bet a penny on that
She brings up some shit from the the past
Missed calls now she sending a text
"Where you at? ain’t done with you yet" nahh
I ain’t dumb I’m ignoring your ass
There's nothing nice I could say to your face (Right now)
As a matter of fact you the weight on my breath
Now you out of my chest

Slingshot
Now let me find a way to get out this
Love don’t ever cheap less you speed it up (Speed it up oh)
Can we speed it up
Now she wants a response
Cuz give me a second I will have to say some
I’ll be back in 5, just keep adding some drums
And try to put the sub ‘bove Kicks for the chills

Aight, fuck up the fun
There’s nowhere to run
Guns loaded and I’m ready to bomb
Listen up, I said it more the once
I don’t wanna do harm
But the way you talking crazy I might empty the clip and let it rain
Like I'm drake in the club full of strips
Mary Janes pushing smoke out your lips
I wish a bish would but you ain’t got no tricks
And instead of solving this you be crying me a river of myth

Slingshot bet a penny on that
She brings up some shit from the the past
Missed calls now she's sending a text
"Where you at? ain’t done with you yet" nahh
I ain’t dumb I’m ignoring your ass
There's nothing nice I could say to your face (Right now)
As a matter of fact you the weight on my breath
Now you out of my chest

Put your sad face on
Ring on my line late night
Cell phone ohh let you speak what’s wrong
Oh right after the tone
You say that
You wrote a poem
It goes like this please hear it all
Roses red leaves on my bed
Lonely feelings held in wrong
Hands, show me yours
Mine can’t carry more
Trying, I need hope
I ain’t crying cause I’m bored
But you see me as
Pretty ass nah nah
With a pretty ass
No mot much strong but them skinny legs
Oh
Can crack shit thats vvs
Leave me as who I was when have met
Can’t you see I’m need you I’m my bed sheets peep peep peep like immediate
Hit me back

Would you hit me back?
I don’t think so...

Slingshot bet a penny on that
She brings up some shit from the the past
Missed calls now she's sending a text
"Where you at? ain’t done with you yet" nahh
I ain’t dumb I’m ignoring your ass
There's nothing nice I could say to your face (Right now)
As a matter of fact you the weight on my breath
Now you out of my chest