Wassup

She likes shit that she can't have
And I like bitches I can't fuck with
I can fuck wit love but I ain't too good with that trust shit
Tell me that you love me, shit gets ugly you give up quick
I need you to rub me, kiss and hug me
So wassup bitch?
I need that
I need you
Are we back?
Are we thru?
Cause we fight
Then we fuck
I need that
So wassup bitch?
I be lying to yo face
Then tell the truth behind yo back
Cause my pride be in the way
I'm scared to lose you that's a fact
You say you be needing space
But I ain't stupid that's a trap
If them dudes is in yo face
You better curve em or I'll snap
I got problems I got issues
Like a thug got pistols
I told you to leave
And then you left
Fuck, I miss you
You be quick assel hell to ride the wave
That's a bristle
You just do me foul
Where the ref
Blow the whistle
She likes shit that she can't have
And I like bitches I can't fuck with
I can fuck wit love but I ain't too good with that trust shit
Tell me that you love me, shit gets ugly you give up quick
I need you to rub me, kiss and hug me
So wassup
I be balling like an athlete, but actually I rap
She be calling me her daddy I'm not actually her dad
I be callin her my baby doll she's actually a brat
Everyone that said they had me never actually had my bad back
All them niggas that be bragging never actually had a rack
But my baby really tasty, yeah she's actually a snack
My fuckin cinnamon apple I should call her Apple Jacks
So I'll just call yo ass a cab
Never call you after that
Bitch I got dollars on the way
Gotta find the time to pray
Cause tomorrow was promised
I could prolly die today
So if you pick a side then stick with it
Don't come back if you stray
Got no time for iffy bitches
You get left if you delay