[Chorus: Mike Dimes]
Broke her heart, don't regret it, uh
Yeah, I love that weed, but if I smoke, I might catch feelings, uh
Partner move that work, you show your work, he might just steal it, uh
Homie went down bad, he went from foreigns to a felon
Who was tellin', kiss and tellin'?
[Verse 1: Mike Dimes]
To them bitches
I was focused on riches, tryna get a percentage
I'm tryna eat, ballin' with all of my niggas
I be itchin' for weeks, just for the bag, nigga, I'm tryna get richer
She a bag, tryna get with you, poppin' tags with all of my niggas
So what that mean?
I sit back and roll my weed
While I'm chillin' with my team
Don't play with that boy, he is not like he
Came a long way from them ki's, I want the mucho dinero, the fetti
Fuck that bitch and then I leave, say, "Mike ain't shit," but you still let me
What you frontin' for? Ask a young nigga what he stuntin' for
Niggas be askin' for problems, I'm askin' for commas, you ain't like this, bro
Came a long way from my old ways but I still fuck a bitch and go away
You say I ain't shit, but promise, if you let me hit, then you just a throwaway
So tell me what that mean
[Chorus: Mike Dimes & Dro Kenji]
I broke her heart, don't regret it, uh (Nah)
Yeah, I love that weed, but if I smoke, I might catch feelings, uh (I might catch feelings, uh)
Partner move that work, you show your work, he might just steal it (Steal it)
Homie went down bad, he went from foreigns to a felon
Who was tellin', kiss and tellin'? (Oh, oh)
Broke her heart, don't regret it, uh
Yeah, I love that weed, but if I smoke, I might catch feelings, uh
Partner move that work, you show your work, he might just steal it, uh
Homie went down bad, he went from foreigns to a felon
Who was tellin', kiss and tellin'?
[Verse 1: Mike Dimes]
To them bitches
I was focused on riches, tryna get a percentage
I'm tryna eat, ballin' with all of my niggas
I be itchin' for weeks, just for the bag, nigga, I'm tryna get richer
She a bag, tryna get with you, poppin' tags with all of my niggas
So what that mean?
I sit back and roll my weed
While I'm chillin' with my team
Don't play with that boy, he is not like he
Came a long way from them ki's, I want the mucho dinero, the fetti
Fuck that bitch and then I leave, say, "Mike ain't shit," but you still let me
What you frontin' for? Ask a young nigga what he stuntin' for
Niggas be askin' for problems, I'm askin' for commas, you ain't like this, bro
Came a long way from my old ways but I still fuck a bitch and go away
You say I ain't shit, but promise, if you let me hit, then you just a throwaway
So tell me what that mean
[Chorus: Mike Dimes & Dro Kenji]
I broke her heart, don't regret it, uh (Nah)
Yeah, I love that weed, but if I smoke, I might catch feelings, uh (I might catch feelings, uh)
Partner move that work, you show your work, he might just steal it (Steal it)
Homie went down bad, he went from foreigns to a felon
Who was tellin', kiss and tellin'? (Oh, oh)
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