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Trudat x Tslee - Leave (Bonus Track) Lyrics



Trudat x Tslee - Leave (Bonus Track) Lyrics




Damn, uh, Trudat , f*ck a bitch and then make the bitch leave
Now the bitch mad at me, tryna make a whole scene
Got the bitch a Uber, told her ass to go, take your ass home
Bitches say they hate me, cause I'm so damn flirtatious

I don't really give a f*ck, cause bitch I'm impatient
Need a new bitch everyday, like bitch I'm coolin
I don't wanna be in a relationship, bitch you lost me
F*ck a bitch and then make the bitch leave

If the bitch text me, I'ma leave her on scene
I been getting money, that's why these bitches love me
Nigga really wanna fight, then we can go ahead and duke it out
Nigga want smoke, what the f*ck's the talk about

What the f*ck's the talk about? I don't get no f*ck, I got the Mac, I'ma chalk you out
Bitch, tell me where you f*ckin' live, I'ma f*ckin' scout
My niggas ain't playin' football, but they runnin' routes
F*ckin' that bitch from the back, I'ma make her shout

I'ma fill a melon up with some dog, it's a f*ckin' drought
Bitch mad at me, tryna make a whole scene
I don't really get no f*ck, hit the bitch with a beam
Don't come around me if yo ass ain't clean

I grew up too fast, I was just a f*ckin' teen
And all these f*ckin' hoes call me Charlie Sheen
Only thing on my mind is to get some f*ckin' green
I don't smoke no damn weed, all a nigga do is lean

I'm a motherf*ckin' king, it's only right to get a queen

F*ck a bitch and then make the bitch leave
If the bitch text me, I'ma leave her on scene
I been f*ckin' bad bitches since I was 18

Open up them legs, baby, I'm tryna get in between
Cause I'm finna f*ck you so good, I'm off the damn caffeine
And after I f*ck you, bitch, duces, cause bitch, you gotta go
You a whole sneaky link, how the f*ck did you forget that

Bitches really wanna f*ck all the time and I'm with that
Niggas really mad as hell cause I'm f*ckin' on they main bitch
If I wanted niggas bitches, man, they woulda never came back
But them bitches don't know how to act, so I gave they ass right back

F*ck a bitch and then make the bitch leave
If the bitch text me, I'ma leave her on scene
Texting me that she love me, I don't know what that means
I'ma give the bitch right back

Bitch staring at me, bitch, can I get my sight back
My niggas in the field tryna get a motherf*ckin' sack
Joe Sleaze said, nigga, pour up that f*ckin' act
Nigga talking crazy, so he got his dumb ass wack

You know I'm on the sunny, so, bitch, I can't never lack
Hidin' the bitch, feel like I'm on a jetpack
K-Tuck done the trick, you know that bitch all black
F*ck on that bitch, send her to the store to get some snacks

Don't call my phone if you ain't tryna get some racks
Lost three niggas in a damn near one year
Don't even know how I motherf*ckin' got here
Shit so crazy cause I ain't even drop a tear

Sometimes I feel like motherf*ckin' deaf near
That motherf*ckin' devil always in my f*ckin' ear
Gotta talk to God, so I gotta keep my eye clear
Woke up one night and I saw a black thing appear

No bullshit
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Damn, uh, Trudat , f*ck a bitch and then make the bitch leave
Now the bitch mad at me, tryna make a whole scene
Got the bitch a Uber, told her ass to go, take your ass home
Bitches say they hate me, cause I'm so damn flirtatious

I don't really give a f*ck, cause bitch I'm impatient
Need a new bitch everyday, like bitch I'm coolin
I don't wanna be in a relationship, bitch you lost me
F*ck a bitch and then make the bitch leave

If the bitch text me, I'ma leave her on scene
I been getting money, that's why these bitches love me
Nigga really wanna fight, then we can go ahead and duke it out
Nigga want smoke, what the f*ck's the talk about

What the f*ck's the talk about? I don't get no f*ck, I got the Mac, I'ma chalk you out
Bitch, tell me where you f*ckin' live, I'ma f*ckin' scout
My niggas ain't playin' football, but they runnin' routes
F*ckin' that bitch from the back, I'ma make her shout

I'ma fill a melon up with some dog, it's a f*ckin' drought
Bitch mad at me, tryna make a whole scene
I don't really get no f*ck, hit the bitch with a beam
Don't come around me if yo ass ain't clean

I grew up too fast, I was just a f*ckin' teen
And all these f*ckin' hoes call me Charlie Sheen
Only thing on my mind is to get some f*ckin' green
I don't smoke no damn weed, all a nigga do is lean

I'm a motherf*ckin' king, it's only right to get a queen

F*ck a bitch and then make the bitch leave
If the bitch text me, I'ma leave her on scene
I been f*ckin' bad bitches since I was 18

Open up them legs, baby, I'm tryna get in between
Cause I'm finna f*ck you so good, I'm off the damn caffeine
And after I f*ck you, bitch, duces, cause bitch, you gotta go
You a whole sneaky link, how the f*ck did you forget that

Bitches really wanna f*ck all the time and I'm with that
Niggas really mad as hell cause I'm f*ckin' on they main bitch
If I wanted niggas bitches, man, they woulda never came back
But them bitches don't know how to act, so I gave they ass right back

F*ck a bitch and then make the bitch leave
If the bitch text me, I'ma leave her on scene
Texting me that she love me, I don't know what that means
I'ma give the bitch right back

Bitch staring at me, bitch, can I get my sight back
My niggas in the field tryna get a motherf*ckin' sack
Joe Sleaze said, nigga, pour up that f*ckin' act
Nigga talking crazy, so he got his dumb ass wack

You know I'm on the sunny, so, bitch, I can't never lack
Hidin' the bitch, feel like I'm on a jetpack
K-Tuck done the trick, you know that bitch all black
F*ck on that bitch, send her to the store to get some snacks

Don't call my phone if you ain't tryna get some racks
Lost three niggas in a damn near one year
Don't even know how I motherf*ckin' got here
Shit so crazy cause I ain't even drop a tear

Sometimes I feel like motherf*ckin' deaf near
That motherf*ckin' devil always in my f*ckin' ear
Gotta talk to God, so I gotta keep my eye clear
Woke up one night and I saw a black thing appear

No bullshit
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Writer: Treveon McKnight, Kenneth Jackson
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Performed By: Trudat x Tslee
Language: English
Length: 2:36
Written by: Treveon McKnight, Kenneth Jackson

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