[Intro: Juicy J]
(What Juicy say? He be like, "Shut the fuck up")
You know it
[Chorus: August Alsina & Juicy J]
I resent
Every second, every minute that I spent (Hmm, hmm)
Every comment or response I never sent (Yeah)
Whatever had you thinkin' we were ever friends? (Tell 'em, man)
I admit I should've been done trusted then, now I resent
Every penny, every dollar I just spent (Hey)
Showin' love for me it wasn't genuine (Hey)
It's so crazy how you hated on me then (Hey)
I know you gon' really hate me when I, when I, when I, when I (Let's go)
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne & Juicy J]
When I pull up on my ex-bitch
You my next bitch
Like, yes, bitch (Damn)
Don't make my bitch have to check a bitch
This ain't checkers, bitch
This chess, bitch (Damn)
Pull up with my new vibe, you throwback, Mitchell Ness, bitch (Damn)
Told bae, "That bitch I had before you was just a reference" (Damn)
That's facts, facts, I'm past that and I don't backtrack
I see you pullin' up with his wack ass
Get laughed at like Jackass
I'ma do me much better than I used to do you
I'm a new me, much better if I never knew you
Like, "Who you?" Bitch, you-hoo
I'm a free man, on the beach, man
All I brung is me to the beach sand
With a beach babe up in each hand
You throw shade, still we tan
You mad, ooh, you hatin'
No shampoo, you flakin'
Had to flip the script, one-eighty
Had to leave the bitch, Tom Brady
Mula, baby
(What Juicy say? He be like, "Shut the fuck up")
You know it
[Chorus: August Alsina & Juicy J]
I resent
Every second, every minute that I spent (Hmm, hmm)
Every comment or response I never sent (Yeah)
Whatever had you thinkin' we were ever friends? (Tell 'em, man)
I admit I should've been done trusted then, now I resent
Every penny, every dollar I just spent (Hey)
Showin' love for me it wasn't genuine (Hey)
It's so crazy how you hated on me then (Hey)
I know you gon' really hate me when I, when I, when I, when I (Let's go)
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne & Juicy J]
When I pull up on my ex-bitch
You my next bitch
Like, yes, bitch (Damn)
Don't make my bitch have to check a bitch
This ain't checkers, bitch
This chess, bitch (Damn)
Pull up with my new vibe, you throwback, Mitchell Ness, bitch (Damn)
Told bae, "That bitch I had before you was just a reference" (Damn)
That's facts, facts, I'm past that and I don't backtrack
I see you pullin' up with his wack ass
Get laughed at like Jackass
I'ma do me much better than I used to do you
I'm a new me, much better if I never knew you
Like, "Who you?" Bitch, you-hoo
I'm a free man, on the beach, man
All I brung is me to the beach sand
With a beach babe up in each hand
You throw shade, still we tan
You mad, ooh, you hatin'
No shampoo, you flakin'
Had to flip the script, one-eighty
Had to leave the bitch, Tom Brady
Mula, baby
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