
Love Hurt» 2 Lyrics
- Genre:Alternative
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
She said that I'm toxic, she said I'm obnoxious She said that I'm not shit, and she tellin
all her friends She love to gossip, like why I gotta be the
typey
You know I don't got time, I don't got time at all
Girl you need to stop it, get the fuck off my phone
With all that bullshit, it's time to move on
You know I move quick, it's what I do
Man, I got a new bitch, I'm chasin' new bitch
Foot up, loose, straight up shit, no I don't give a fuck
All of the heat say, and the shit say, you know I don't give a fuck
But this bitch too dumb in like three ways
I know that she feelin' stupid, I don't do lovey-dovey, don't fuck with Cupid
Tryna say that I'm broke, I'm like, cut the music
All the money you save and I make times five
Girl you know that I'm real good
Girl you know I'm makin' it back
When you leave and I come back
Bitch please, you know all that
What the fuck is you sayin'
Sonny Rich said you like Hendrix
Baby, you a part of my collection
And if she ain't fuckin', she know where to go
Anywhere but my direction
She say that I'm toxic, she say I'm obnoxious
She say that I'm not shit, and she tellin' all her friends
She love to gossip, like why I gotta be the typey
You know I don't got time, I don't got time at all
Girl you need to stop it, get the fuck off my phone
Without a clue, shit, it's time to move
Mom, you know I move quick, it's your new man
I got a new bitch, I'm chasin' new bands
For the blue strips, you know I'm gettin' toured
All of the heat say, and the shit say
You know I don't get it toured
But this bitch too dumb in like three ways
I know that she feelin' stupid, I don't do lovey-dovey, don't fuck with Cupid
Tryna say that I'm broke, I'm like, cut the music
All the money you save and I make times five
Girl you know that I'm real good
You know I'm makin' it back
You know, you know
You know that I'm makin' it back
I'm callin' mama
It's just an empty telephone call
I need more love, and more dough
You know I'm ready to go
Turn it up, bitch, why don't you walk out that door closed