Girl you think you all that
Hang up on me I call back
But it's so plain to see
You wanna be with me
But I don't really want that
I need someone who call and text
But it's so plain to see
You wanna be with me
You wanna be with me
Girl you think you all that
Hang up on me I call back
But it's so plain to see
You wanna be with me
But I don't really want that
I need someone who call and text
But it's so plain to see
You wanna be with me
You wanna be with me
Stop calling my line, calling my line
Stop texting my line, texting my line
Stop telling me lies, telling me lies
That's a shame hoe
I can't trust this shit no more
And I can't trust a bitch no more
I been tryna feed my fam for so long
Ain't got time for no feelings they gone
I'm just tryna put that Rollie on my wrist
My future chase a check
Never chase a bitch
My past ain't average I'm Rondo with the kick
Raised on tress yeah all Maple shit
Girl you think you all that
Hang up on me I call back
But it's so plain to see
You wanna be with me
But I don't really want that
I need someone who call and text
But it's so plain to see
You wanna be with me
You wanna be with me
Girl you think you all that
She bounce and shake it on the weekend
Scraping paper off the floor
She independent got her own with a good credit score
She just tryna feed her kids; baby daddy left her alone
She bounce and shake it on the weekend
Scraping paper off the floor
I can't trust this shit no more
And I can't trust a bitch no more
I been tryna feed my fam for so long
Ain't got time for no feelings they gone
I'm just tryna put that Rollie on my wrist
My future chase a check
Never chase a bitch
My past ain't average I'm Rondo with the kick
Raised on tress yeah all Maple shit
Girl you think you all that
Hang up on me I call back
But it's so plain to see
You wanna be with me
But I don't really want that
I need someone who call and text
But it's so plain to see
You wanna be with me
You wanna be with me
Girl you think you all that
You wanna be with me
You wanna be with me
Girl you think you all that
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Girl you think you all that
Hang up on me I call back
But it's so plain to see
You wanna be with me
But I don't really want that
I need someone who call and text
But it's so plain to see
You wanna be with me
You wanna be with me
Girl you think you all that
Hang up on me I call back
But it's so plain to see
You wanna be with me
But I don't really want that
I need someone who call and text
But it's so plain to see
You wanna be with me
You wanna be with me
Stop calling my line, calling my line
Stop texting my line, texting my line
Stop telling me lies, telling me lies
That's a shame hoe
I can't trust this shit no more
And I can't trust a bitch no more
I been tryna feed my fam for so long
Ain't got time for no feelings they gone
I'm just tryna put that Rollie on my wrist
My future chase a check
Never chase a bitch
My past ain't average I'm Rondo with the kick
Raised on tress yeah all Maple shit
Girl you think you all that
Hang up on me I call back
But it's so plain to see
You wanna be with me
But I don't really want that
I need someone who call and text
But it's so plain to see
You wanna be with me
You wanna be with me
Girl you think you all that
She bounce and shake it on the weekend
Scraping paper off the floor
She independent got her own with a good credit score
She just tryna feed her kids; baby daddy left her alone
She bounce and shake it on the weekend
Scraping paper off the floor
I can't trust this shit no more
And I can't trust a bitch no more
I been tryna feed my fam for so long
Ain't got time for no feelings they gone
I'm just tryna put that Rollie on my wrist
My future chase a check
Never chase a bitch
My past ain't average I'm Rondo with the kick
Raised on tress yeah all Maple shit
Girl you think you all that
Hang up on me I call back
But it's so plain to see
You wanna be with me
But I don't really want that
I need someone who call and text
But it's so plain to see
You wanna be with me
You wanna be with me
Girl you think you all that
You wanna be with me
You wanna be with me
Girl you think you all that
Hang up on me I call back
But it's so plain to see
You wanna be with me
But I don't really want that
I need someone who call and text
But it's so plain to see
You wanna be with me
You wanna be with me
Girl you think you all that
Hang up on me I call back
But it's so plain to see
You wanna be with me
But I don't really want that
I need someone who call and text
But it's so plain to see
You wanna be with me
You wanna be with me
Stop calling my line, calling my line
Stop texting my line, texting my line
Stop telling me lies, telling me lies
That's a shame hoe
I can't trust this shit no more
And I can't trust a bitch no more
I been tryna feed my fam for so long
Ain't got time for no feelings they gone
I'm just tryna put that Rollie on my wrist
My future chase a check
Never chase a bitch
My past ain't average I'm Rondo with the kick
Raised on tress yeah all Maple shit
Girl you think you all that
Hang up on me I call back
But it's so plain to see
You wanna be with me
But I don't really want that
I need someone who call and text
But it's so plain to see
You wanna be with me
You wanna be with me
Girl you think you all that
She bounce and shake it on the weekend
Scraping paper off the floor
She independent got her own with a good credit score
She just tryna feed her kids; baby daddy left her alone
She bounce and shake it on the weekend
Scraping paper off the floor
I can't trust this shit no more
And I can't trust a bitch no more
I been tryna feed my fam for so long
Ain't got time for no feelings they gone
I'm just tryna put that Rollie on my wrist
My future chase a check
Never chase a bitch
My past ain't average I'm Rondo with the kick
Raised on tress yeah all Maple shit
Girl you think you all that
Hang up on me I call back
But it's so plain to see
You wanna be with me
But I don't really want that
I need someone who call and text
But it's so plain to see
You wanna be with me
You wanna be with me
Girl you think you all that
You wanna be with me
You wanna be with me
Girl you think you all that
Writer: Tarrence Clark Jr.
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