Lyrics
(June, you're a genius)
you let a dirty dog off the leash, just expect him to roam
I'm tryna see what goes through niggas' heads 'cause it can't be a comb
I can't trust a nigga with a haircut, a chain, and a phone
And if I bought it you can't keep it, bitch, it's a loan
Let me get this shit up off my chest 'fore I kick you in yours
Plotting on how I can do you in while you was doing whores (yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
I kinda wish that you was saying less and you was doing more (the fuck?)
Don't make me clean up every bitch you fucking with, I'm good at chores
Sliding down the wall crying, I was throwing up for dude (I was throwing up for dude)
Now I want my lick back, I got some growing up to do (some growing up to do)
you showed yo' naked ass cheeks when I was showing up for you (bitch)
I'm the one who held it down, pussy, now it's up for you (pussy)
I gotta admit, I like being played 'cause that shit turn me up (let's go)
I'm hot, you can't burn me up (yeah, yeah)
I might go buy me a brand new truck (yeah, uh-huh)
I might just get me a brand new man
Or make up a brand new dance
Whatever I do, I won't be sad for you (yeah)
Bitch nigga, you blew your chance (yeah, dummy)
Point me to the richest nigga in the room, I'll make him my bitch (on God)
Sometimes you gotta show a nigga you ain't going for none of that shit (the fuck?)
You gotta leave a nigga in the dirt and don't look back even if he was bleeding
'Cause I'm the baddest bitch breathing (uh-huh)
said what I said, bitch, I ain't deleting (yeah)
Pop shit in your face, I don't do the sneaking (yeah, let's go)
I treat a nigga like he my slut (got to)
then walk right past him like we ain't speaking
I really don't find niggas intriguing (at all)
I think niggas like being misleading (the fuck?)
You with your partners acting like a monster
Behind closed doors, you're trickin' and treating, ayy, let's go
Ain't no nigga trapping me, I'm probably trapping him (uh-huh)
I don't know him, bitch, you asking me, you should be asking him (the fuck?)
Ayy, I'm not his bitch, I'm not his wife so I'm not nagging him (uh-uh)
You see me with a nigga then he trickin', I'm not smashing him
Bitch-ass nigga
WRITERS
June James, Leondra Gay
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Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
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