Tory Lanez - Come See Me lyrics

Why don't you return my calls? Why don't you return my calls? Why you trip out, where I be? You don't have to come and see me Come and see me, come and see me, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh What you mean that you ain't fu*kin' me no more? Lil' b*tch, is you dumb? Slackin' on my pimpin' made you leave me for a new one Girl, I'm way too wavy, let you play me like it's too fun Malice in my palace, you the salad to my crouton Keisha, Jenny, Gia, give a fu*k about what they say Talkin' like Medilla with that rah-rah and that ray-tay Me I'm somewhere smoking on a B and got that A-grade On the block, I'm spinning on that b*tch just like a Beyblade Don't fu*k with my exes, but get text-es on a late night Airplane mode, I'm like the wheels, 'bout to take flight And it's five-hundred on the dash And to them tings I'm tryna bag, I'm on your ass, ah Money is the motive, you got no emotion Only two ni**as she want is Benjamin and Bolton If money ain't in hand, then the plan get aborted Slick with that finesse, I bet she'll make you feel important But ain't nothing important to her (No) Ain't nothing important (No) But Benjamins and Boltons (Benjamins and Boltons) But ain't nothing important to her (No) Ain't nothing important (No) But Benjamins and Boltons (Benjamins and Boltons) What you mean you went and found another ni**a? b*tch, is you dumb? (Is you dumb) b*tch, are you dumb? Broke my heart, and found someone, are you dumb? Are you stupid? 'Cause I gotta condone, my girl, which one? (Which one) It must be one Is it crack, cocaine or meth you smoke? What type of drugs you on (What type of drugs) 'Cause, b*tch, you ain't never left before Is it make-believe? 'Cause it must be the joke of the summer You can't leave me so open, had your pussy soakin', it's dripping all over my covers (Oh) You know we been fu*king, I had you chin tucking Licking your tongue and then grabbing your chin when you dick su*king Put my chicken in your dip like it's Kentucky Now you front it to that ni**a like you didn't love it I couldn't have figured Heard this ni**a get more paper than me I can't even flex and say I'm richer Guess I'm just the Rollie, he the Richard (Damn) I feel embarrassed I was thinking 'bout horse and a carriage Thinking 'bout kids in our back yard And you come divorcing a marriage Are you dumb? (Oh) Are you dumb? Are you dumb? (Oh) Are you dumb? (You must be dumb) Made me put in work when you was tryna find someone (One question) Are you fu*kin' dumb? Are you fu*kin' dumb? Are you? Are you? Are you?