what about it? Lyrics

I'm tired of you, got many motherfuckers tryna slide on you

So you drop everything at the drop of a hat, man I really had the feeling I was down for you

Okay bet, now I gotta cheat, wouldn't believe the shit that I see

Talkin' to a dude that I met last week, put me on a flight, no economy seats

Sucks that you would do that to me, you knew I was down bad (and foolish) Now I'm on my own way, (I'm movin')

Now you stay in your lane

Sucks that I gotta do it to ya, sucks that I gotta do it to ya

Sucks that I gotta do it to ya, sucks that I gotta do it to ya

What about our history?

Or am I just blind?

Why you sit there and lie

Shit fuckin' happens all the time

I might catch a felony

Hurt you right this time, blow you out of your mind

You're way older, why irate?

Why ya irate, huh?

I thought you did this shit in private

You lookin' guilty as shit, now that explains the silence

Nah, don't fuckin' tell me to be quiet

Bitch, try to sneak diss me, allow me to be honest

You weak, yo clothes whack, yo dick is sticky and leaky

That's why I ain't touch that, while you was tryna get freaky

I hid and called my hoes back, now where the fuck your clothes at? (What the fuck?)

Where the fuck his clothes at?

What about our history?

Or am I just blind?

Why you sit there and lie

Shit fuckin' happens all the time

I might catch a felony

Hurt you right this time

Blow you out of your mind

Yea, yeah