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Minus
by t3au
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Turned yo back on me like it was nothin…
When i up that fye know dat I'm bussin
Ain't trippin bout no itty-bitty love I ain't cuffin
You claimin dat you really be bout it i know you bluffin…
Ain't givin up yea I'm really in my bag now
Did it on my own im all alone yea i can't go out sad now
Minus niggas out my square but you know i been addin yea
Middle finger to the air told dat bitch go out bad yea
Wanna ask a nigga for some cheese you mad dat you got left on seen
Been dat nigga yea i got da keys ain't talkin bout crazy codeine
Hell nah dis shit ain't gone come wit ease been gridin since bout fifth teen
Been runnin my paper up right off a screen, ask for sum im bein mean
Down bad but I aways knew I was gone be the one
Down wit my niggas rip shit up nah we done need a gun
Cop a pound then we ride round town askin if you need one
Drown in my motion it's a ocean I don't need no one
Turned yo back on me like it was nothin
(it was nothin)
When i up that fye know dat I'm bussin
(i up dat fye fye)
Ain't trippin bout no itty-bitty love I ain't cuffin
You claimin dat you really be bout it i know you bluffin
(yea you a bluff)
Ain't givin up yea I'm really in my bag now
(really in my bag)
Did it on my own im all alone yea i can't go out sad now
(no cant go out sad)
Minus niggas out my square but you know i been addin yea
(know i gotta add)
Middle finger to the air told dat bitch go out bad yea
Every time I try to care bout a bitch it go bad yea
Rip my heart up into pair gotta stick to the bag yea
Say I ain't nothin but why do different for a bitch dat ain't doin it for me
Gone have to pay that mothafuckin fee
This lovin ain't comin free
Til then im faded up off this green, no you ain't gettin no Celine
Only speak from the heart stop poutin I ain't beenin mean
Thinkin that you so smart let's start by you try bein me
You ain't givin yo all to a bitch that don't give energy
Turned yo back on me like it was nothin…
When i up that fye know dat I'm bussin
Ain't trippin bout no itty-bitty love I ain't cuffin
You claimin dat you really be bout it i know you bluffin…
Turned yo back on me like it was nothin…
When i up that fye know dat I'm bussin
Ain't trippin bout no itty-bitty love I ain't cuffin
You claimin dat you really be bout it i know you bluffin…
Ain't givin up yea I'm really in my bag now
Did it on my own im all alone yea i can't go out sad now
Minus niggas out my square but you know i been addin yea
Middle finger to the air told dat bitch go out bad yea
Wanna ask a nigga for some cheese you mad dat you got left on seen
Been dat nigga yea i got da keys ain't talkin bout crazy codeine
Hell nah dis shit ain't gone come wit ease been gridin since bout fifth teen
Been runnin my paper up right off a screen, ask for sum im bein mean
Down bad but I aways knew I was gone be the one
Down wit my niggas rip shit up nah we done need a gun
Cop a pound then we ride round town askin if you need one
Drown in my motion it's a ocean I don't need no one
Turned yo back on me like it was nothin
(it was nothin)
When i up that fye know dat I'm bussin
(i up dat fye fye)
Ain't trippin bout no itty-bitty love I ain't cuffin
You claimin dat you really be bout it i know you bluffin
(yea you a bluff)
Ain't givin up yea I'm really in my bag now
(really in my bag)
Did it on my own im all alone yea i can't go out sad now
(no cant go out sad)
Minus niggas out my square but you know i been addin yea
(know i gotta add)
Middle finger to the air told dat bitch go out bad yea
Every time I try to care bout a bitch it go bad yea
Rip my heart up into pair gotta stick to the bag yea
Say I ain't nothin but why do different for a bitch dat ain't doin it for me
Gone have to pay that mothafuckin fee
This lovin ain't comin free
Til then im faded up off this green, no you ain't gettin no Celine
Only speak from the heart stop poutin I ain't beenin mean
Thinkin that you so smart let's start by you try bein me
You ain't givin yo all to a bitch that don't give energy
Turned yo back on me like it was nothin…
When i up that fye know dat I'm bussin
Ain't trippin bout no itty-bitty love I ain't cuffin
You claimin dat you really be bout it i know you bluffin…
