[Intro]Yeah[Chorus]Yeah, I've been on my grind, yeahYeah, I've been on my shit, uhhEx-girlfriend on my linePlease get the fuck off my dick, hoHow you get my new number?Somebody on that shit, yeah (You have reached a voicemail box of)Way too many mutual friends[Verse 1]Yeah, uhh, you know him and I know herBut they don't really know us for what it's worthBut okay, umm, maybe a little bitYeah, we going once you really been on little shitUhh, I move around the city for little flipsThinking I'ma dog and you done been a little bitchWell, if the shoe fits you CinderellaCause what's in my head, I'm a different breedI speed it upYou a magazine with some issues, uhhBlow the whiste, it's official, uhhYeah, you fat as hellFor Bruce Lee we can do it without the smellThese hoes need they daddiesThe abscence of ass-whippers is factsNot about who's playing baddies, yeahI claim to center my beeswaxIf he was here you probably wouldn't call me thatLet's break upRan out of love todaySomebody need a hug today, oh, ohPraying that you love me but we got to fix it the ugly way, oh, ohEverytime you hear my name you got that DJ Mustard face[Interlude]HahahaI don't even know what that mean but whatever[Pre-Chorus]Yeah, I know you don't mean nothingBut go teef cause you be frontingThis shit got to mean somethingI talked to like three cousinsIn French they said 'We buggin'I think it don't mean nothingI don't knowWe cool on the ex-game[Chorus]Yeah, I've been on my grind, yeahYeah, I've been on my shit, uhhEx-girlfriend on my linePlease get the fuck off my dick, hoHow you get my new number?Somebody on that shit, yeah (You have reached a voicemail box of)Way too many mutual friendsYeah, I've been on my grind, yeahYeah, I've been on my shit, uhhEx-girlfriend on my linePlease get the fuck off my dick, hoHow you get my new number?Somebody on that shit, yeah (You have reached a voicemail box of)Way too many mutual friends[Verse 2]UhhNow I got to call ahead to make sure yo ass ain't goin' (Sure, she ain't pulling up right now)And if your ass is there I'ma hit a U-turn and the homies know it (That's what's up)Sorry, I cashed the next gig backYou can't forget thatWhen love is lost, don't nobody want to sit backJust take your shit backForget the mishapsTell your ex he can have his shit backI'm super GucciI promise no more futureI'm just being honestYou look crushed up, I can see itMy wallet, I don't really need itYou can beat it, Mike Jack, uhhHeart thief, she might jack, uhhI'ma need that right back, yeahI know she won't like thatThen she gon' try to make upAt the tone, please record your voice messageWhen you are finished recording you may hang up or press down for more options[Outro: Troyman's Ex]Uhh, dear Mr. I'm too busy to call my girl back, like what the fuck?Is there a reason why you not picking up my phone calls?And don't act like you fucking busy cause I just saw you on Panda's IGKeep fucking around, your ass is gonna get leftUgh, call me back
