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jordan travis - so done lyrics

[intro]
this gone be that anthem
jordan
man i had to do it man, i had to do it
you leave me no choice
this is for them niggas in the struggle man
you know how these niggas be out here
i’m so sick of this man like foreal
jordan

verse 1:

i said i’m tired of these hoes
man i’ll stick to getting money
these girls are storm clouds
man it’s never really sunny
they drop hail on my head and
make me turn in bed
make me think what i did wrong
but instead it’s really you that’s ego trippin’
thinkin’ you bad but you look a like ghetto lizard
dirt crumbs on your face you look like a blizzard
and your friend is too tall for a normal nigga
we saw another bad crew shakin’ -ss on scene
they even looked our way cause wanted us to see
after the club man we went to get your numbers
y’all were actin’ like we finna talk the whole summer
holdup

chorus:

nigga i’m sooo (i’m so done)
done with these hoes
nigga i’m sooo
done with these hoes

verse 2:
yeah
man they readin all my texts and they don’t hit back
then they wanna act nice when they see i got racks
heck no, b-tch go back
ya -ss too fake that’s why i made this track
got me all up in my feelings
man i’m always dealin’ with these two-faced hoes
the roof is the ceiling
they don’t make sense
but i make a k!lling
you better watch out cause these girls like stealing your heart
and they operation too legit
they get it when they want and disappear when they through with it
girl i know your plans and you know i’m finna ruin it
no more chasin no more pursuin it

chorus:

nigga i’m sooo (i’m so done)
done with these hoes
nigga i’m sooo (i’m so done)
done with these hoes

verse 3:

man these b-tches had me drivin’ like an hour to daytona
with my benz packed full of my niggas and carona’s
we was chillin, we were vibin and you know we in the zone till like four hours later we found out they went home
we didn’t even see the b-tches man
d-mn
back to the story
aye
nigga i was mad, homies seen it on my face
so i had to slide home at a break neck pace
a nigga so shifty 110 on the dash
car kept beeping cause it thought i was gonna crash
i just wanted a good time maybe just a little -ss
from a little freak hoe with just enough cl-ss
b-tches don’t know i’m the realest
and my team gone be winnin’
and when they find out man it just might k!ll’em
so b-tch stay humble
b-tch know your place
stay in your lane cause we run a fast race
if you’re gonna skip then you better tie your lace
trip and bust your mouth you’ll see how that hurt taste

jordan

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