FALL OFF ft. Tryl Lyrics

(Yeah yeah)

Don't text me call me dm

I'm busy for the weekend

I told you that i'm leaving

So why the fuck you tweaking

So you best believe it

I'm busy for the evening

You tell me that you need it

So you should probably see him

(See him)

(See him)

(See him)

(Woahh woah woah woah)

Bitch!

You walkin on that line you bout to fall off

You cross all your enemy's and i'm pissed off (Nah)

I toss the hate

I toss the fakes

I toss these bitches get lost

I promise i won't get soft i stay hard (Nah)

Snitch!

You walkin on that line you bout to fall off

You cross all your enemy's and i'm pissed off (Nah)

I toss the hate

I toss the fakes

I toss these bitches get lost

I promise i won't get soft i stay hard (Nah)

Two thousand eight-teen

Better days or rainy what i mean

Everyone was still up on my team

Even Mello

Even I-Z

I was yellow smoking on the green

All the molly made me lucid dream

Fuck a molly then i fucked a demon

I don't even know what was the reason

I still had the shit that i believed in

Now i'm facing prison different reason

Now i hate these women caught her cheating

All these bitches left me with no feeling (Bitch)

Cold as winter now i'm changing seasons

I won't even tell you when i'm leaving

Bleeding over me i know your over me

Wait got a call this bitch is pleading

Tryna to get even she tryna get under me

(Tryna get under me)

And honestly get a few drinks in me call up my number less humbly

(Number less humbly)

Cocky bitch wantin to fuck so pop a bean

This shit like comedy

Hold up bitch

You on top of me

Nah

This shit is tragedy

(Ay ay)

Two thousand nine-teen

Finky told me something quite unique

Lil Nols was still up on the beats

Burry Boomin' told me scary things

This girl told me i would be a king

Then i fucked around and i was mean

Fuck it gotta stop bothering

All these bitches unfollowing like (Nahhhhhhhh)

Bitch!

You walkin on that line you bout to fall off

You cross all your enemy's and i'm pissed off (Nah)

I toss the hate

I toss the fakes

I toss these bitches get lost

I promise i won't get soft i stay hard (Nah)

Snitch!

You walkin on that line you bout to fall off

You cross all your enemy's and i'm pissed off (Nah)

I toss the hate

I toss the fakes

I toss these bitches get lost

I promise i won't get soft i stay hard (Nah)