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freeco – wang ii lyrics

[verse 1]
she don’t got time for romance (nah)
prom night don’t wanna slow dance
hallways she not the type tryna hold hands
see her phone, ‘prolly cheating her hoe ass
ran up my money and now i need mo bands
every time she around try to give it a chance
i don’t want love b#tch, i’m tryna f#ck on your friends
she hit my phone out the cut i fell for it again
i don’t want love, b#tch i’m tryna run up my m’s
bet she would f#ck wit me if i pulled up in a benz
bet she would f#ck wit me if i was balling like him
she ain’t wan f#ck wit me, now i been stacking my ends
ain’t see the picture i’m cropping that b#tch out the lens
would drop a bag for her but i came back to my sense
why would i spend on a b#tch that ain’t even my b#tch
thought she was balling and now her ass back on the bench
i made a hunnid plus off backends
her boyfriend really thought that he was trappin
i guess shawdy saw he ain’t having
ain’t a good mix when you broke and a bad b#tch
black heart these b#tches made me a savage
she the type b#tch wanna call me for xanman
bet she would f#ck on me if i was lucci
give me a 100 mil plus and i still wouldn’t buy her no gucci
give me a black card still wouldn’t buy her no louis
these b#tches be broke and they bougie
you never had me so how could you lose me
you loving that b#tch & she makin you feel like a goofy
w#ng w#ng, i’m not even saying her name
skirt off put 200 dash in a range
ain’t tricking, i rather drop bands on a chain
w#ng w#ng, d#mn you see how i changed
you hop out your feelings then run up some money you never gon look at these b#tches the same

- freeco lyrics

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