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yfn lucci - txts 4rm my ex. lyrics

[chorus]
i know my ex+b+tch somewhere punchin’ the air now that i’m home
sendin’ me texts like, “can i come over?” but i got a b+tch at home
all that flexin’, tellin’ your mama that you wasn’t gon’ f+ck me no more
look, i’m on your exit, if i come over, i can’t stay too long

[verse]
look, i know my b+tch would be mad if i hit it, but my lil’ brother keep tellin’ me go
i gotta keep these hoes outta my business ’cause i know at times, these b+tches be nosy
you gotta learn to play your position ’cause i’ll go missin’ if you don’t know your role
we all in onyx ’til 8 in the morning, i f+cked up a ticket, this sh+t on the floor
look, i’m probably sittin’ on the floor, huh, if i’m at the finals, front row
f+cked around, spent a dub on a coat, uh+huh, she like to get f+cked on and choked, uh+huh
she told me she love me the most, i don’t believe her
pour up a four in a liter
took her to toast, she an eater
i gotta go, but i don’t wanna leave her

[outro]
go shorty, shorty, go shorty, shorty, go (go)
go shorty, shorty, go shorty, shorty, go (go)
go shorty, shorty, go shorty, shorty, go (go)
go shorty, shorty, go shorty, shorty, go (go)

- yfn lucci lyrics

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