Woah this is baby
I got the trap for real cuz I trap this out for 80
I'm flipping I ain't baiting
I got the VIP I'm waiting
I got this out for real
She bustin dominating
Yeah woah I'm bustin on your ex
She say she wanna sext
Nah This ain't no mamas text
I ain't as wet as drex
I'm platinum on Amex
This ain't no jenga specs
Yeah I'll f*ck her and she said she want the sex
Yeah woah she said she want the sex
100's on the bills on the back on my checks
I vault it in control
Yeah you know she dont condole
It's like I smoked yeah three bowls
Percs take a toll
Toll on my dome
You dead as a gnome
Yeah I'll take you to driptown home
Yeah I'll take you to astrodome
This is why you blow my phone
This rock is pure cut stone
Yeah it's all 4 what right now cuz I feel so alone
I got your bitch on my mind
We talk every night
But she wanna call the phone
All she wanna do is text im bustin your ex so please dont let me go home
I ain't really f*cking with blackberry
But I know when BBM is in the zone
I put a glock in your belly you can call me melly cuz ill give you a kidney stone
Yeah woah I'm bustin on your ex
She say she wanna sext
Nah This ain't no mamas text
I ain't as wet as drex
I'm platinum on Amex
This ain't no jenga specs
Yeah I'll f*ck her and she said she want the sex
Nigga said Im gon faithful to that bread
Niggaa said I'm switching filet ass with the bread
Niggaa won't dive up in the water you can tac one to the head
Pockets full up off that cash flow
Niggaa said I got a nasty flow
2 Fm's we let a n*** let it blow
Just like gangsta you know im gonna up the go
Niggas be talking
I hit the block and they see they ass on me
Up with a scope im a gangsta when im off it
Niggas be gangsta im smoke out a coffin
Up with this girl we gon light it up like its Austin
Niggas be dissing but I catch em lacking
I go to Dallas to ball like a maverick
I get the money cuz i stay trapping
Pull up on you block cuz
My niggas be balling it is what it is
Side street calling we sending em licks
Girl you tripping we aint having no kids
Money everything im taking your bitch
Whole lotta problems can't stress by the hoe
I get the back then i run with the four
If you want pressure just let me know
A whole lotta progression im handing out smoke
Yeah niggas stop playing
This for some slatt you feel me (With you)
You feel me
If a nigga want smoke just let a nigga know you feel me
This my nigga right here
Yeah woah I'm bustin on your ex
She say she wanna sext
Nah This ain't no mamas text
I ain't as wet as drex
I'm platinum on Amex
This ain't no jenga specs
Yeah I'll f*ck her and she said she want the sex
Fxrce - In Your Ex (feat. Bbm Deion & Lil Flames) Lyrics
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English
Woah this is baby
I got the trap for real cuz I trap this out for 80
I'm flipping I ain't baiting
I got the VIP I'm waiting
I got this out for real
She bustin dominating
Yeah woah I'm bustin on your ex
She say she wanna sext
Nah This ain't no mamas text
I ain't as wet as drex
I'm platinum on Amex
This ain't no jenga specs
Yeah I'll f*ck her and she said she want the sex
Yeah woah she said she want the sex
100's on the bills on the back on my checks
I vault it in control
Yeah you know she dont condole
It's like I smoked yeah three bowls
Percs take a toll
Toll on my dome
You dead as a gnome
Yeah I'll take you to driptown home
Yeah I'll take you to astrodome
This is why you blow my phone
This rock is pure cut stone
Yeah it's all 4 what right now cuz I feel so alone
I got your bitch on my mind
We talk every night
But she wanna call the phone
All she wanna do is text im bustin your ex so please dont let me go home
I ain't really f*cking with blackberry
But I know when BBM is in the zone
I put a glock in your belly you can call me melly cuz ill give you a kidney stone
Yeah woah I'm bustin on your ex
She say she wanna sext
Nah This ain't no mamas text
I ain't as wet as drex
I'm platinum on Amex
This ain't no jenga specs
Yeah I'll f*ck her and she said she want the sex
Nigga said Im gon faithful to that bread
Niggaa said I'm switching filet ass with the bread
Niggaa won't dive up in the water you can tac one to the head
Pockets full up off that cash flow
Niggaa said I got a nasty flow
2 Fm's we let a n*** let it blow
Just like gangsta you know im gonna up the go
Niggas be talking
I hit the block and they see they ass on me
Up with a scope im a gangsta when im off it
Niggas be gangsta im smoke out a coffin
Up with this girl we gon light it up like its Austin
Niggas be dissing but I catch em lacking
I go to Dallas to ball like a maverick
I get the money cuz i stay trapping
Pull up on you block cuz
My niggas be balling it is what it is
Side street calling we sending em licks
Girl you tripping we aint having no kids
Money everything im taking your bitch
Whole lotta problems can't stress by the hoe
I get the back then i run with the four
If you want pressure just let me know
A whole lotta progression im handing out smoke
Yeah niggas stop playing
This for some slatt you feel me (With you)
You feel me
If a nigga want smoke just let a nigga know you feel me
This my nigga right here
Yeah woah I'm bustin on your ex
She say she wanna sext
Nah This ain't no mamas text
I ain't as wet as drex
I'm platinum on Amex
This ain't no jenga specs
Yeah I'll f*ck her and she said she want the sex
I got the trap for real cuz I trap this out for 80
I'm flipping I ain't baiting
I got the VIP I'm waiting
I got this out for real
She bustin dominating
Yeah woah I'm bustin on your ex
She say she wanna sext
Nah This ain't no mamas text
I ain't as wet as drex
I'm platinum on Amex
This ain't no jenga specs
Yeah I'll f*ck her and she said she want the sex
Yeah woah she said she want the sex
100's on the bills on the back on my checks
I vault it in control
Yeah you know she dont condole
It's like I smoked yeah three bowls
Percs take a toll
Toll on my dome
You dead as a gnome
Yeah I'll take you to driptown home
Yeah I'll take you to astrodome
This is why you blow my phone
This rock is pure cut stone
Yeah it's all 4 what right now cuz I feel so alone
I got your bitch on my mind
We talk every night
But she wanna call the phone
All she wanna do is text im bustin your ex so please dont let me go home
I ain't really f*cking with blackberry
But I know when BBM is in the zone
I put a glock in your belly you can call me melly cuz ill give you a kidney stone
Yeah woah I'm bustin on your ex
She say she wanna sext
Nah This ain't no mamas text
I ain't as wet as drex
I'm platinum on Amex
This ain't no jenga specs
Yeah I'll f*ck her and she said she want the sex
Nigga said Im gon faithful to that bread
Niggaa said I'm switching filet ass with the bread
Niggaa won't dive up in the water you can tac one to the head
Pockets full up off that cash flow
Niggaa said I got a nasty flow
2 Fm's we let a n*** let it blow
Just like gangsta you know im gonna up the go
Niggas be talking
I hit the block and they see they ass on me
Up with a scope im a gangsta when im off it
Niggas be gangsta im smoke out a coffin
Up with this girl we gon light it up like its Austin
Niggas be dissing but I catch em lacking
I go to Dallas to ball like a maverick
I get the money cuz i stay trapping
Pull up on you block cuz
My niggas be balling it is what it is
Side street calling we sending em licks
Girl you tripping we aint having no kids
Money everything im taking your bitch
Whole lotta problems can't stress by the hoe
I get the back then i run with the four
If you want pressure just let me know
A whole lotta progression im handing out smoke
Yeah niggas stop playing
This for some slatt you feel me (With you)
You feel me
If a nigga want smoke just let a nigga know you feel me
This my nigga right here
Yeah woah I'm bustin on your ex
She say she wanna sext
Nah This ain't no mamas text
I ain't as wet as drex
I'm platinum on Amex
This ain't no jenga specs
Yeah I'll f*ck her and she said she want the sex
Writer: Konrad Tillman
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid