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She don't love me she just want me on the weekend

Shawty playin' games and I think I'm on the defense
Dive into the game like I'm swimming in the deep
I'm high for the weekend, roll up
Drink uneven, I'm stuck
Right by the deepend, hold up
Get your feet in, no rush
No such thing as love
Not tonight
Shorty wicked (shorty wicked)
Better believe that
Say we linking (say we linking?)
Where the tree at?
Bout my business (bout a bag)
I can't relax
Captured by the thought of you
Enraptured by your taste
Your cruel lips are poisonous
And I am yours to tame

You tell everybody
You're pulling all
friends
We can hang out late night weekends
I'm just trying to kick it with you until the very end

This for when we chilling by ourselves
Everybody trying
the cake will do
Tell em, fuck the shame, tell em
Fuck the game, don't let the game fuck you
Check it out

I, opened up shop at 13
Dimes, dubs, quarter
the lioness's
Mind and soul
Lazy lion who's been running through the
Highs and lows
Telling you my secrets like
I used to do some heavy drugs every weekend
the wicked
I've been up each night till 3am, 100 rounds like PKM
For every weekend spent tryin' to find someone to be my friend
But here I am, and if you think
Kill the game ain’t no way it gotta be breathing 
Said I’m tryna ball like I got it receding 
In the field tryna moss dat kind of receiver 
Any nigga
blood with your skin all pale
You tried to play games but instead you failed no more banks no more retail
You wanted to gamble with your life 
That's why
ụmụ nwanyị di wicked

everytime time I keep showing you love ana m akpọ gị every weekend

I never know you will there to pretend

I no be perfect man
of crazy
Dreaming of touring in
LA UK San Francisco
I'm doing the music and laundry
All by myself it's hefty
I'm sitting alone in my room
I ain't coming
to do, take her to the crib, game her up a little, that's what you do
Cause we all kings, never let a bitch make a fool of you

Set them boundaries
heavy bags
'Cause we be poppin' tags, pimpin', we be poppin' tags

My throwback game is wi-wicked
Saint Patties day, green pinstripe, number twenty
Sometimes I wish I could be a butterfly
Flying by, flying high
Sometimes I have visions of a suicide
Take it away, help me erase
Oh yeah, oh yeah
we just fuck and have fun
But Shell call up my phone by the time the sunrise
We gone party it up on the weekend
Lil baby come on get yo freak in
I
after cutting off lose ends 
The play wicked games I ain’t talkin the weekend 
Black card ina mall I don’t care to over spend 
If you feel entitled no
so wicked
Love is a unfair game that we play
Love, love is a unfair game that we play
Maybe if I gave you distance we'll be different
How can some that
Through they piety and education
Propaganda funded by this wicked nation
We act like hate it
But we stick in isolation.
No movement, just inebriation
Media
the cake will do
Tell em, fuck the shame, tell em
Fuck the game, don't let the game fuck you
Check it out

I, opened up shop at 13
Dimes, dubs, quarter
game,
For the fun of it.
A party from always side to side
A party from always side to side

Wicked voice,
It is nobody else's.
Wicked face,
Enjoy us rock
up the game
This the anthem
Hit and ghost Danny phantom
They get addicted
They get one dose and now it's wicked
Now which two bad bitches gonna come
town & we playing these wicked games
Your membership is expired so please exit the premises 
Why you in my memory? 
Never known love but the pain is
wicked

Boy can you relate? (Boy can you relate?)
We making mulla everyday, eh
We the highest in the game, eh eh (Highest in the game)
Work until you cash

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