Done With You Lyrics

Yeah, and I'm keeping it G like y'all claim to

Rap a whole lot of shit that y'all can't do

Had to take off the cap, get the hits like a man so this shit never written like 8-2

The new whip just for pictures, I'm driving the limit I told bro I ain't gonna race you

I got nut on her dress and her face too

I don't talk about beef cause I hate to (W-W-W-Wizard)

Yeah

She from Wisconsin I pack her a bag and I leave her she asking me if I call back

She told me I can't love anyone, I'm too conceited, I told her that shit was all facts

Your man had to give you them racks you flexing a hundred, you put down like 12 of them max

I'm coming for necks and the backs, in 2023, who gon mess with me

2021 was talking energy, hoes ain't friends with me, these bitches better leave yeah

They know me, real OG, 0 to 70, the KOV, I'm the-

1-2-3, free YT they smoke trees, don't get loud with me and pound with me lil bitch

These hoes be like glocks man they loving to switch, can't fly out a hoe send her ass on a hitch

These rappers ain't popping enough for a diss, they tryna send shots, that shit was a miss

They selling drugs, now they want to make hits, we know that's the reason you making them lists

You think you top 5 with them numbers you wish, I tried to tell y'all that your music been shit

At the top it's getting kinda lonely (Anthony)

Me and Ant got another one Shaq & Kobe

Your bitch she blow me, on the first date but she know me

I heard she calling you homie, I can't relate turned his bitch to a roadie

Me and Ant move like KD and Brodie, fucking her slowly, I'm off the X and the Codeine

I'm off the Lean and the X and the Molly no Xan, got a boyfriend need a man

We hit up turks for the tan, you know I ain't need it I did it for her and her friends

I'm in the lab cooking with Bren, this shit all apart of the plan, my music all been in demand

Ran up a check and I left that hoe screaming I told her I cannot be fucking with fans

Ooh, yeah, oh bro you wild, hit it one night she said I got a child

I don't play that shit bitch you know how I get down

Send a bitch to LA, before I send her a thousand

Too much money, I forgot how to count

Got too many women, hope I don't get famous if they know that they ain't special, they gon hate it

Old hoe want to fuck, now she wanna facelift

Ain't fighting cases, these bitches basic

They call paternity, all that shit baseless

I'm not from this earth doing shows outer spaces

She said she sorry, I told her to save it

She need to keep me cause she know I'm built for this shit wasn't made for it

Yeah there's a difference I got more to say for it

I ain't gon fuck you first date got to wait for it yeah

And you come from a long line of stupid-ass bitches and hoes

And it makes sense, because you're both of them at the same time

Stupid-ass-bitch-ho, fuck you

Yeah,

Yeah,

Woah, woah, woah

I ain't miss that bitch, I miss the old me

Bitches curved back in 2019, think they know me

I don't love a hoe, can't love a bitch, she just a trophy

I've been mixing pain with trauma, in a cup with Codeine

I've been working on the tape of the century it's loading

They gon talk to everyone and get hit with a Noti

Told that bitch that I've been done with you

Bitch, I'm the bag how could I fumble you (The fuck?)

If we fucked, I'll cut a bitch off in a month or two

Don't tell nobody about my business, bitch I'd hate if someone knew, I fucked a thot

Have 15 bitches trying to shoot my block, I swear to God (Swear to God)

Feel like a hoe, sometimes it hurt my heart I'm feeling lost

Yeah, knew I had to get to the top

Saw my heart that lil bitch took a piece

I didn't care bout what it cost

I gave up my heart to a freak

So I got that lil bitch for the week

Stop thinking you special, the shit that I bought you went for the cheap (bow)

The whip was a rental, but you still thinking it came off of me

The bitch going mental, she fell in love with the G-O-A-T

And she busy yeah she never free

Ain't together so I'm going to cheat

The Uber I canceled, bitch you ain't getting a ride off of me

My old bitch a dancer, yeah she always in double C

Can you watch your manners, whenever you talking to me

The bands that I ran up, you ain't getting this shit for the cheap

Yeah,

Yeah,

Woah, woah, woah

I ain't miss that bitch, I miss the old me

Bitches curved back in 2019, think they know me

I don't love a hoe, can't love a bitch, she just a trophy

I've been mixing pain with trauma, in a cup with Codeine

I've been working on the tape of the century it's loading

They gon talk to everyone and get hit with a Noti

Told that bitch that I've been done with you