(Kane & Abel talking)
Sometimes, these buster ass n*ggas fall in love with these
Trick ass hoes
You know what I'm saying, they forget about their homeboys
Stop falling in love with these tricks, let friendships go
To waste you know what I'm saying
Verse 1 (Kane)
Used to be my n*gga now some buster I don't even know
You ran up like some b*tch pus*y whipped by some dog hoe
And I'm a poor stupid n*gga you had to gaul
In love with this b*tch who suck more c*ck than Rupaul
You fake ass n*ggas do fake ass sh*t
And fake ass n*ggas get pus*y whipped
It ain't the b*tch its the principle of it, n*gga f*ck it
We can handle this like gentlemans or get into some thug sh*t
She loved it, yo can't you see your b*tch chose me
n*gga now you got the jealousy f*cking up the currency
Its killing me so much that now I'm contemplating murder
Can't you tell
I hope they got a hoe for you in hell
Chorus
You used to be my best friend
Than you let a b*tch come between us
(Yo b*tch got between us)
You used to be my row dog
Than you let a b*tch come between us
(You know I take a bullet for you now you gone f*ck it up)
Verse 2 (Abel)
My ex n*gga its a shame best to leave that hoe alone
Let her game get in your f*cking veins like heroin
I remember when you met her city lights, club hopping
Caught your eye doing that butterfly that hoe was pus*y popping
You was hugging on her, loving on her, tried to tell you then
Better leave that freak alone she only out for your ends
You started tripping, tricking off that hoe outfits
DKNY, polo socks with them white reeboks
Two weeks later, she gave me her number that was it
f*cked that hoe like a gorilla, tried to kill her that dog b*tch
And so, I'm hearing that you calling me a hoe
To this dirty little trick that you didn't know a month ago
I'll show you whose a hoe, ghetto, get the 44
Let this n*gga know, let this n*gga know
I met the pullbearer so them n*ggas call me drama
I'm upset, get the black dress for your mama
Chorus
Verse 3 (Kane)
We used to go to school together, shoot pool together
Now I wanna shoot your ass and end your life forever
n*gga keep on letting that b*tch playa hate
And that he say she say will get a tech up in your face
Shut the f*ck up n*gga what, pass that f*cking swisher
Never sweat a b*tch never let a b*tch kiss ya
Alright lets stop it squash it, no need to pull the trigger
For we be shot hunched over, she bending over with the next n*gga
Its cool, I put away your concrete shoes
Cause I got some love left, but you was close to death
I seen it coming but got damn it was still kinda funny
How that hoe got between us like Nino and G Money
Cause fake ass n*ggas do fake ass sh*t
And fake ass n*ggas get pus*y whipped
Fake ass n*ggas do fake ass sh*t
And fake ass n*ggas get pistol whipped
Chorus