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(Intro: Yamine)
Ya’ll be pissing me off, not responding like you above a nigga…. Man oh Man, where is Kevin Samuels & Tommy when you need them?

[DHayesProductions]

(Verse 1)
Met her through the chat, I ain’t missing that
Seen her in person, but she got a man (no way)
I bet he hitting that, but she was hitting back
I meant sexual, now he catching bats
Lil shawty like a gnat, now she in the Nap
Check up on her once, now she giving cap
Family members passed, she ain’t mentioned that
She was going through hell, now she hella mad
I ain’t do shit, but picked little bits and pieces
I ain’t in cuffin season, but she treats me like I committed treason
She goes mute for no reason, but spilled out all of her feelings
I keep it real, while she being fake
But I know deep down she don’t want me to put my dick away
Okay don’t throw shade, sorry bae, I’m being David Hayes

(Hook)
I know you ain’t seen it was all in the text (text)
BITCH pick yo phone up, it’s all in the text (get it)
Stop giving me excuses you ain’t respond back
BITCH pick yo phone up, it’s all in the text (get it)

(Verse 2: Yamine)
What up girl I know, I be in my zone
But I pick up the phone, never left alone
I was on read, but Crypt dropped a new song
Listened to the album and you still ain’t even call
So me and Imani went on a date
We went half on the dinner plate
I don’t do stalling especially if you ain’t calling
I’m quick to switch bitches cuz I be balling
I don’t have time for no chick, to read and not text back
On Instagram or Snapchat her OnlyFans be hella packed

(Hook)
I know you ain’t seen it was all in the text
BITCH pick yo phone up, it’s all in the text (get it)
Stop giving me excuses you ain’t respond back
BITCH pick yo phone up, it’s all in the text (get it)

(Verse 3: Yamine)
Man this redhead running laps around a nigga (she running laps)
Bitch I’m cross country (country), you’re a hundred meter (Bolt)
They like shit quick, but fast money don’t last
Bet she like big dick, but it’s a long line before you grab (true)
She say my time not wasted for no suckers
But she hang around nothing but busters (bitch)
They beat yo ass, put you in the grass
Now you throwing money at a potential dad
Child support court, got him wrapped up in a bail
If he don’t pay for your nails, then you’ll send that nigga to jail

(Hook)
I know you ain’t seen it was all in the text
BITCH pick yo phone up, it’s all in the text
Stop giving me excuses you ain’t respond back
BITCH pick yo phone up, it’s all in the text (repeat)