Why is he changing

I could never do it

I rearrange her

She take all my fluid

She a witch like grainger

Told her get into it

I would never make her

Till he meet his maker

I can't cuff no thot i heard that she a faker

She play wit my balls and three em like a laker

Dont wanna take a side hoe venezuela

Roxy pop em, oxycontin i got hella options

She jus left me, called a new hoe told her come and top me

Dont play wit my bread nigga, i might leave you dead nigga

They said zo, i go to her crib if i heard that she a freak hoe

Don't shoot my shot but she so thick i might just free throw

I swear these hoes change every summer like they rino