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Verse 1
News Just in, got Kylie, Madonna, got Justin
Can’t trust him, yeah mama said throw him in the dustbin
Every time he on his own
Tell me li-li-li-lies li-li-li-lies-lies
Baby’s always on the road
Lemme dri-dri-dri-drive dri-dri-dri-dri-drive
What’s happenin’
Got Britney, got Milley, got Kirstin
Can’t catch him, running red lights he ain’t tryna get busted
Cut the phone, you gotta go
Seeing blue li-li-li-lights li-li-li-li-lights
I don’t think you’d wanna know
You aint bout that li-li-li-life li-li-li-li-life
Hook 1
He only hit me with a text
When he want that goddess level sex
Boy you got me fucked up what the hell is next
Boy you cute, but boy you stress I ain’t like you I don’t mess with feds
Boy you got me fucked up this ain’t good for press
Verse 2
News just in
Can you hear the Little Nokia ring ring
Trap Line boomin’
(Ring) (ring) (what?)
Can you leave me on my own
All you do is li-li-li-lie li-li-li-li-lie
Boy you’re reaping what you’ve sewn
Playing with your li-li-li-life li-li-li-li-life
Hook 2
He only hit me with a text
When he want that goddess level sex
Boy you got me fucked up what the hell is next
Boy you cute, but boy you stress I ain’t like you I don’t mess with feds
Boy you got me fucked up this ain’t good for press
Outro
Can’t come can’t come won’t come won’t come
Can’t come can’t come to the phone now
Get gone get gone
I won’t answer your call
Can’t come can’t come to the phone now
I’m sorry can’t come to the phone
Hit you with the busty tone yeah
Ooooooooo
Boy what the fuck is you o-o-on
Ooooooooo
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