Verse 1 Rap

F*** conversation, I'm throwin him a lever

Leavin the crib with a Dear John letter

I'm takin what I need, nigga f*** all ya cheddah

F*** all ya jewelry and f*** all ya cars

You ballin while I'm wishin on stars

Won't have me wildin while you puffin on dro's

Have me in the crib, all panties and bras

While you in the Benzo messin wit broads

Have ya'll face in another b***h twat

Go ahead playa boy that's how you get shot (I'ma get ya ass)

And I ain't even like that silly nigga

But I'm hurt and I'm filled up with liquor

Ponderin on if you really feel her

Only a man could make a girl a killer

And wit a nine like this my nigga don't sleep

I'ma creep up on your behind my nigga



I'm about to bizounce

I can't take this s**t no more

Picture frame broken daddy

Cuz I can't trust you

I'm ridin high now

So nigga f*** you



I'm about to bizounce

I can't take this s**t no more

Picture frame broken daddy

Cuz I can't trust you

I'm ridin high now

So nigga f*** you



Verse 2 (1 in Napster version)

Drivin in yo Benzo

Shinned up Lorenzo

Ashtray filled wit Indo

Toss it out the window

Bein fast as the ash blow

Leavin a nigga, f*** ya cash flow

I got my own account

And it holds a nice amount

I'ma come back for my clothes

And come back for my Roles

You can keep them other hoes

Nigga that's how the game goes

And if ya didn't know

Better ask somebody baby

Shoulda treated me like your lady

Nigga I gotta bizounce



I'm about to bizounce

I can't take this s**t no more

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