Plan B

Who the fu*k you think you talking to, n!gga?
Fu#k me? Nah, n!gga, fu#k you, n!gga

Dear fuck n!gga, still can’t believe I used to fu#k wit’ ya
Poppin’ Plan B’s ’cause I ain’t planned to be stuck wit’ ya
Damn, I see you still kick it with them opp b!tches (Opp b!tches)
I’m the only reason that your goofy ass got b!tches
All them hoes wanna look like me (Look like me)
B!tch most likely only fu#kin’ you just to spite me (Ayy, ayy, just to spite me)
So please don’t get it twisted, I ain’t trippin’
I never put my faith in a n!gga, b!tch, I’ma die independent (Ayy, ayy, woah, woah, woah)
If you was wonderin’, yeah, boy, I’m still that b!tch (Still that b!tch)
I had to block you but you still gotta watch this sh!t (Hmm)
‘Cause who the fuck rock it like me? No bra, tight tee (Hey)
Slick back ponytail, feelin’ like I’m Ice-T (Ah)
You know I suck it good, real hood, when you wake up (Real hood, when you wake up)
You know her head weak if she ain’t fu#kin’ up her makeup
Damn, I can’t believe I used to let you fu#k me (Let you fu#k me)
I’d rather be in jail before a broke n!gga cuff me (Ayy, ayy)