[Intro]
f** these hoes man, on my momma
[Hook]
I'm done with the f**ing games(4x)
I ain't f**ing with nomore ungrateful b**hes
Little petty a**, spiteful and hateful b**hes
And if it ever feel like a n***a can take yo b**h, 9 times outta 10
She prolly ain't yo b**h you digg
I'm done with the f**ing games(4x)
[Verse 1]
On my dead baby i tried to change, but i ain't with the f**ing games
I dont even f** with i can't, this ain't no f**ing charade
Dawg all of these b**hes I treat em the f**ing same
Thats a promise im making, Im taking that to my f**ing grave
My past 3 b**hes i refrain from hitting sh**
My first one was just addicted to lame n***as
Second b**h i was with was addicted to pain k**ers
And my present b**h was my side b**h, that my main tender
Break your back for a ho, she gon want you to break it some more
b*tch PLEASE, that ain't the way it go
I ain't chasing none of you hoes, I might sprain my toe
And I dont like injuries, all that love sh** a parody
I'd rather snack on some asparagus, f** it im arrogant
I dont want your heart, baby girl you can spare me.. b*tch
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
The b**hes with the best p**y, they be the pettiest
Ugly b**hes, s**y b**h we know who the messiest
Its the pretty hoes, broke as f** but piece of diddy though
Putting on, b**h flexing like f**
Is you sick or is you not, is you pregnant or what
How you at a pool party you just had an abortion
Something fishy going on, i think they call for extortion
n***a tricking on you, b**h i know you had an endorser
Why you want a child, b**h you couldn't take care your yorkie
Who you think you fooling with the fake celine bag
First time we f**ed, b**h I f**ed on the bean bag
And I used to f** all your friends back when we road the G-Wag
The young n***a drop, that when you threw the p**y
And i wasn't even shocked, cause i know you been looking
And just like a n***a, i said f** it and took it
As dizzy try to tell me that your forever crooked.. b*tch!
[Hook]