Fans Into Exes Lyrics

April 24, 2024

I just dodged me a bullet

Turning fans into exes

Hoe squirted for the first time once I landed in Texas

Woah, G-spot never been hit, who them lames you had sex with hoe?

Wanted her some merch and so I came in a necklace

Let it dangle from your neck, bitch

That shit meant for ashes when your grandmama die

Once I broke up with my ex, this bitch was standing in line

Like damn, about time

DM'd once her planets aligned

She planned for demise, the second that she planted them eyes

I'm a damn, dirty dog, but I got animal rights

Animal lefts, this ain't what I planned to be said

But damn, you a mess

I'll pay for your sanity test

Had your manic episode, and now I'm thankful I left

What a plot twist

All the lovey-dovey shit, it was nonsense

Little girl with a soul full of garbage

Everything I said, I meant it wholehearted

Dodged me a bullet, should cast me in Matrix

Don't try to pull shit right after I've made it

Keep smashing them lil' dicks, imagine the greatest

Here's some more shit you can add to your playlist

Turning fans into exes

Hoe squirted for the first time once I landed in Texas

Woah, G-spot never been hit, who them lames you had sex with hoe?

Wanted her some merch and so I came in a necklace

Let it dangle from your neck, bitch

Turning fans into exes

Hoe squirted for the first time once I landed in Texas

Woah, G-spot never been hit, who them lames you had sex with hoe?

Wanted her some merch and so I came in a necklace

Let it dangle from your neck, bitch

Huh huh, shit real dirty in the streets these days

Heart going down where my feces lays

Hoes ain't even worth cheesy dates

Anyway, huh huh, anyway

Rowdy Boy, check in for the release date

Ten toes down in my drinking phase

Should've known better with my sleazy ways

Six red flags, don't let her ride!

No more smashing under 25!

I don't care who, what, where, when, or why

Turn into a woman you don't recognize

The tat on your leg will forever lie

Flowers from grenades, but you're weaponized

Wrote some unreleased love songs, never mind

Hope you hear this shit like seven times

Fuck it, purpose served

Perfect swerve, 'fore you work my nerves

Blessing turned to curse

Shit got stirred, now this bridge is burned

That was just your turn

Fucking learn not to mix your words

No go learn this verse and the first

Forward and in reverse