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She like, «we gon' see each other today?»

I’m like, «yeah for sure that»

See we duck off and we fuck off but nobody know that

Got my name saved in her phone as a bitch name

Play your cards smart bitch, a super freak like Rick James

Quiet, stay low key and fuck, we go by them laws

I’m hitting her from the rear while she ignore her nigga’s calls

Ooh she wrong, but who am I to care?

We smash and we out of there

Shawty erase my calls, erase my texts out her phone

She get me out of there

She tell me how she sick of dude

I tell her how my bitch trippin'

She like he won’t let her out the house and she tryna get with me

Old square ass nigga

Always care ass nigga

You the type to beat her up and pull her hair ass nigga

I’m the type to smash on her, pull her hair ass nigga

After we done I get it fixed ‘cause I’m a fair ass nigga

She don’t know my mother

She fuck with my brothers

We just be linking up and fucking

We keep it gutter

We fuck with no rubber

We be on top of covers

She got a nigga and I got a bitch

We don’t tell on each other

Nah we ain’t together, nah we ain’t a couple

Don’t know what to call it

She call my phone like she my main bitch

I don’t know what to call it

Leave from with you and come pull up on me

I don’t know what to call it

When we fuck we do our own positions

I don’t know what to call it

I pick up my phone whenever she call it

I don’t know what to call it but I fuck with shawty

She know we gotta keep this shit here on the low

Can’t let my bitch know ‘cause I’m stuck with shawty

When we be texting she send emojis

Water emoji, tongue lick emoji

Hit her back with the purple dick emoji

I’m like where you at, aye let’s get emoji

She tell me ‘bout her problems at the house

How she with the nigga, she don’t love him

How he want to but she don’t fuck him

All lovey dovey, tryna cuddle

But she don’t want that, she want you to fuck her rough

Like you do a car, tune her up

Face down, ass up

Smack her on it

She want you to toot it up

Tellin' me how she really a fan of me

She listen to my shit all day

I’m like where you at?

she like on my way

‘bout to eat the dick in the car broad day

We just fuck each other, we don’t love each other

Feelings, we don’t get into ‘em

We be coolin' and we be kicking it

I don’t know what to call what we doin'

She don’t know my mother

She fuck with my brothers

We just be linking up and fucking

We keep it gutter

We fuck with no rubber

We be on top of covers

She got a nigga and I got a bitch

We don’t tell on each other

Nah we ain’t together, nah we ain’t a couple

Don’t know what to call it

She call my phone like she my main bitch

I don’t know what to call it

Leave from what you and come pull up on me

I don’t know what to call it

When we fuck we do our own positions

I don’t know what to call it