LOVE ME AGAIN

[Verse 1: Sluds]
Need to know if you'll love me again
Can’t take an L, take a W then
She ain't been hitting my line for a week, I don't think we fucking again
Hitting the dealership up like “I need a new whip, need a truck and Benz”
Fucking that bitch and I’m eating her pussy and then I be fucking her friends

[Chorus: Sluds]
Fuck that bitch made her bend over backwards
Roll a blunt yeah I'm puffin on backwoods
She a freak bend her over and smack her
Count up money I'm so good at math, yeah
Made a hit and I got me a bag
Got that ice on me dripping with swag
Flexing on you I don't mean to brag
Got my piece I'm unloading the mag
Fuck yo bitch then I take her to dinner at Benihana
You been so motherfucking broke, look in your wallet and I don't see any dollars
I just be fucking these hoes, body count too high got so many partners
I got so much fucking money I can't even count all of these fuckin' Benjis on me, yeah

[Verse 2: Reive]
I pour a four in the Baja Blast
I’m counting the money like math
I was at school, I was learning the facts
Bitch got the D, she should go back to class
I run up the bill like The Flash
She wanna fuck, I said I’m gon pass
You fucked up my brain in the past
Now you ain't getting these racks
I say fuck it, we ball
We stack it up real tall
Bitch I will not take your fall
I don’t miss you, not at all
Bitch I just want it all
Yeah we shopping at the mall
No I won't take your calls
Cause this shit just ain't my fault

[Verse 3: rubyred]
He finna talk all that shit but not to my face
Switched up your clique, you a fuckin' disgrace
If he run up on gang, I’ma get him displaced
Rubyred is a nigga you cannot replace
You did me so dirty and said you would change for the better but that was simply not the case
So now it is time to get you erased
Got no time for you niggas, I'm movin' with haste
I wouldn't mind if you never loved me again
If you never called me your friend
Put my trust in my day ones instead
And I wouldn't mind if I never had to pretend
That you ever helped me ascend
You ain't gettin' a slice of this bread

[Chorus: Sluds]
Fuck that bitch made her bend over backwards
Roll a blunt yeah I'm puffin on backwoods
She a freak bend her over and smack her
Count up money I'm so good at math, yeah
Made a hit and I got me a bag
Got that ice on me dripping with swag
Flexing on you I don't mean to brag
Got my piece I'm unloading the mag
Fuck yo bitch then I take her to dinner at Benihana
You been so motherfucking broke, look in your wallet and I don't see any dollars
I just be fucking these hoes, body count too high got so many partners
I got so much fucking money I can't even count all of these fuckin Benjis on me, yeah