| Gave you everything, yeah
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| Think I need to take it all back (Take it all back, hey)
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| I gave you everything, yeah
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| But you don’t know what to do with all that
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| And that’s on everything
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| I’ma have to switch, switch up on you
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| Snip, snip, hit that nip tuck on you
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| Ring, ring, never pick up on you (Yeah, brr)
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| I’ma have to switch, switch up on you
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| Snip, snip, hit that nip tuck on you
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| Let go, time to give up on you
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| Mmm, see, I used to curve niggas like you
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| Skrr, skrr, swerve niggas like you
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| Even though I heard what you might do
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| I didn’t get concerned 'cause I liked you
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| But no, no, I can’t hide who you are
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| I can’t lie, it’s too hard (So hard, so hard)
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| I need more than what you got from me
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| You want a bad bitch and new cars
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| And I gave you everything, yeah
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| Think I need to take it all back (Take it all, take it all back)
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| I gave you everything, yeah
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| But you don’t know what to do with all that
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| And that’s on everything
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| I’ma have to switch, switch up on you
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| Snip, snip, hit that nip tuck on you
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| Ring, ring, never pick up on you, oh
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| I’ma have to switch, switch up on you
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| Snip, snip, hit that nip tuck on you
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| Let go, time to give up on you
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| I know how to flip niggas like you
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| I get petty and clip niggas like you
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| Fuck around and forget niggas like you
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| Promise I could never miss niggas like you
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| Said no, no
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| Feelings fading away, I can’t hear what you say
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| I need more than what you got for me
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| You got a bad bitch who won’t stay
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| And I gave you everything, yeah
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| You gon' need to take it all back (Take it all, take it all back)
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| I gave you everything, yeah
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| But you don’t know what to do with all that
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| And that’s on everything
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| I’ma have to switch, switch up on you
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| Snip, snip, hit that nip tuck on you
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| Ring, ring, never pick up on you, oh
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| I’ma have to switch, switch up on you
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| Snip, snip, hit that nip tuck on you
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| Let go, time to give up on you
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| Yo, give up on 'em, I don’t even wanna get up on 'em
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| And I ain’t tryna work it out
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| But I’m at the gym on a mat doin' sit-ups on 'em
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| You let yourself go, you don’t represent O'
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| So trust me, just go
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| You settle for less, yo, you disrespectful
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| You was special, the new you just dull
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| So cut all that bull, the nerve of me to come off my pedestal
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| Come off my pedestal, money off that edible
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| Which means them bags stacked high
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| You ain’t got the drive, my nigga ya pedal stalled
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| You said you wept, aww, every day, a queen you slept on
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| And I ain’t talkin' 'bout your mattresses
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| But um, you the type of player I press eject on
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| I can’t believe you played for that long
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| I never re-respected nobody
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| I never needed you, you must’ve thought I did
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| I should have copped the stick, but I’m teflon
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| Pressed on, headstrong, sex the bomb
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| Dreams of a bad bitch tryna F a don
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| If his word bond and he wanna sex icons
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| If he bust down and don’t wanna waste my time
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| Who the fuck you thought you was, tryna stunt on Nick?
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| Shoulda put you on blast like a gun on hip
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| But it’s okay, we gon' keep secrets, nigga
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| 'Cause a true bad bitch ain’t weak or bitter |