smoking on my ex Lyrics

This ain't no diss to my ex, but you already know when the beat called, so I'm finna rock out

Uh, look, cocky-ass bitch won't catch me askin' where my ex at

Double back, yeah, I doubt it, baby, I done had that

So go ahead, don't fuck wit dem bitches, they can't have that

You come with hella problems and your energy, they can match that

You do the tit for tat, I bet I hurt you worse

I'ma end the game and finish it, I know I started first

These bitches fall out, all of a sudden you an enemy

But just last week, I was sis, you was kin to me

And that shit, huh, somethin' I can't vibe with

Smokin' on my X-Pack and this shit really pop shit

He call me crazy, say I'm trippin', but my gut don't never lie

He had me comin' back to back to back a hundred times

I see you on that same shit, claimin' ain't no get-back

Claimin' you got motion, lil' nigga, where your shit at

Can't rent the center, ain't no agreement

You'll get fucked up behind this shit, baby, believe me