Wang II

[Verse 1]
She don’t got time for romance (Nah)
Prom night don’t wanna slow dance
Hallways she not the type tryna hold hands
See her phone, 'prolly cheating her hoe ass
Ran up my money and now I need mo bands
Every time she around try to give it a chance
I don’t want love bitch, I’m tryna fuck on your friends
She hit my phone out the cut I fell for it again
I don’t want love, bitch I’m tryna run up my M’s
Bet she would fuck wit me if I pulled up in a Benz
Bet she would fuck wit me if I was balling like him
She ain’t wan fuck wit me, now I been stacking my ends
Ain’t see the picture I’m cropping that bitch out the lens
Would drop a bag for her but I came back to my sense
Why would I spend on a bitch that ain’t even my bitch
Thought she was balling and now her ass back on the bench
I made a hunnid plus off backends
Her boyfriend really thought that he was trappin
I guess shawdy saw he ain’t having
Ain’t a good mix when you broke and a bad bitch
Black heart these bitches made me a savage
She the type bitch wanna call me for Xanman
Bet she would fuck on me if I was Lucci
Give me a 100 mil plus and I still wouldn’t buy her no Gucci
Give me a black card still wouldn’t buy her no Louis
These bitches be broke and they bougie
You never had me so how could you lose me
You loving that bitch & she makin you feel like a goofy
Wang wang, i’m not even saying her name
Skirt off put 200 dash in a Range
Ain’t tricking, I rather drop bands on a chain
Wang wang, damn you see how I changed
You hop out your feelings then run up some money you never gon look at these bitches the same