Intro Pretty little quiet girl Tried to hold it in but now you’re fallin If you alone i got that wine Im open Pray that you’re mine you’re on my mind shawty Girrrrrl- I got honesty baby You give that trash back Get yo cash back Yea Its the policy baby Im talkin that runnin back Fkin way back-on that purchasing day The moment that bitch reeled you in with those stupid lines And that smile on her face Yo pass her the test Cus she do that lyin is workin at best Pathology You runnin that track You lacin it up and runnin them laps Myology And it is a basic You give a bitch branches She betta not break em The courtesies common She dyed her hair blond and the brain well it dumbed down as well Nah a bitch Couldn’t save it You wanted it fair; she wanted it free You wanted her love and she wanted to sleaze You wanted to keep everything like uno She wanted it 3 You held a bitch down She wanted to leave You kept her wit smiles She ran you on E You needed a rest And she knew it The girl you was wit took your heart and abused it She called you her girl Cus she needed to use it The third on the wheel Could’nt spare it do it I’m talkin bout help but she gave you hell So you put her out Im glad that you came to your senses with dat bitch Cus you are-without a doubt A Pretty little quiet girl Tried to hold it in but now you’re fallin If you alone i bought the wine Im open Pray that you’re mine you’re on my mind shawty Yea Im cashin out Been in a relationship im lashin out She got me like Yo why can’t a chick hold me down I got track record of doin my women right No fight on hands No strayin I treated them well They all still my friends Yea I’ll toast to em and be at their weddings And we’ll have a bond til the end Yo I joined an app Back to back And all these girls seemed the same You try shit thats different And hope thats it real shit And notice there still are some lames You finally find one thats good you scouted her out But she been abused A ladys been waiting to get back the love that she lost Thats funny, you too Yea we hangin it out We gettin real comfortable Doin these thangs thats couples supposed to do Don’t got no titles And that shit is wonderful To know you’re invited keep comin thru We keepin things real We changin the game Im tired of shit that is Idle She told me she love me Im lucky She thinkin Im running Im thinkin bout titles Hey girl I got some things thats on my mind If you got the place Then I got the ride Maybe kick can kick it all the time Outsiiiide Or it can be inside I got them tints right Fuckin on 10s high