Me and you were a bad couple anyway
Off pain meds riding in the Chevrolet
And I'm with a new bitch every other day
Shawty begging for attention better get away
If I took six
Would my head explode would I feel the pain
Would my feeling go
If I felt the pain would it feel the same
As when I felt the rain or would I lose the sense
Sense what you talking about the sense for
Imma get my money up I get it ten fold yeah
Rolling off of perc's and the benzos
Telling me she'll leave but I aint stressing bout her threats though
Threats though
I aint stressing bout a bitch no
Move on keep my name of your lips hoe
Cup of henny I got bitches in the plenty
In the city whipping phantoms like I'm danny
I got cocaine tucked in my fanny pack
Bitch stop begging I don't want you back
Me and you were a bad couple anyway
Off pain meds riding in the Chevrolet
You kept on hurting me
Now I'm alone
You blocked my number and
I broke my phone
I never wanted this happening
No no no no no