
Its Over Pretty Brayah & Vae Vanilla
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[Intro]
(My nigga Johnny got another one)
[Verse 1: Vae Vanilla]
Ayy, ayy, you too weak for a bad bitch
Needed me like Rih, didn't they tell you I was savage?
Say you fuck with me, better put it in the past tense
Words cuttin' deep, I'm revokin' all access
L ain't losing no sleep this time
Back to the streets, fuck I look like cryin'?
It's litty here
I ain't even realize that I missed it here
Gettin' love from the thugs that my whole city fear
This an epiphany
If you ain't got my last name, you can't live with me
Not big dog in your gang, you ain't fit for me
I'm Stevie Wonder to you lames, it ain't shit to see
I ain't got no sympathy, loser
Got a couple straps, but ain't a shooter
Claim your BIN slap, but you can't even punch an Uber
Tryna win me back, but you don't like how I maneuver
Basically, you tryna be a beggar and a chooser
Fell off, started spendin' less, yeah, I figured that
Gave you time to grind, but you gotta be more quick than that
Meanwhile, all I do is trap and flip packs
You think I'ma hold you down while you fuckin' with these rats?
Think again, you know me best, so you know I ain't playin'
The good ones go when you wait, just like Drake was sayin'
That Take Care tape got you in your feelings
Make your heartbreak playlist, 'cause you finished
(My nigga Johnny got another one)
[Verse 1: Vae Vanilla]
Ayy, ayy, you too weak for a bad bitch
Needed me like Rih, didn't they tell you I was savage?
Say you fuck with me, better put it in the past tense
Words cuttin' deep, I'm revokin' all access
L ain't losing no sleep this time
Back to the streets, fuck I look like cryin'?
It's litty here
I ain't even realize that I missed it here
Gettin' love from the thugs that my whole city fear
This an epiphany
If you ain't got my last name, you can't live with me
Not big dog in your gang, you ain't fit for me
I'm Stevie Wonder to you lames, it ain't shit to see
I ain't got no sympathy, loser
Got a couple straps, but ain't a shooter
Claim your BIN slap, but you can't even punch an Uber
Tryna win me back, but you don't like how I maneuver
Basically, you tryna be a beggar and a chooser
Fell off, started spendin' less, yeah, I figured that
Gave you time to grind, but you gotta be more quick than that
Meanwhile, all I do is trap and flip packs
You think I'ma hold you down while you fuckin' with these rats?
Think again, you know me best, so you know I ain't playin'
The good ones go when you wait, just like Drake was sayin'
That Take Care tape got you in your feelings
Make your heartbreak playlist, 'cause you finished
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