FFL Lyrics

My bitch looking pissed, I think she means trouble

Fight, fuck, love; three words but damn I still love her

You can take all the drugs that you want babe

But that ain't gon fill the void of your pain babe

I'm done

How you gon say that you trust me and then you run away from me

Trust issues gon' gimme a fuckin' heart attack

Just because of you, I feel like I'm around hella of rats

But I'm stacking up my racks

Taller and taller, like I'm kinda reach my max

Fuckin' with the gang, that can teach you not to lack

Five shots, cupid shuffle, and that shows me you all are cap

And one more thing, I'll stomp out with my max

Curve stomp a hoe, stomp a bitch, or 11 in my Mac

She tryna touch all on me, and I'm like why you do that?

Then I get I call from your hoe, she saying that you ain't all that

My bitch looking pissed, I think she means trouble

Fight, fuck, love; three words but damn I still love her

You can take all the drugs that you want babe

But that ain't gon fill the void of your pain babe

I'm done

How you gon say that you trust me and then you run away from me

Trust issues gon' gimme a fuckin' heart attack

Just because of you, I feel like I'm around hella of rats