[Lyric] Sumadesehoes freestyle ($amaad)

[Intro: $amaad]
Aye, uh yeah
Brentrambo
Yeah, aye, uh yeah
The Real Child of Drama
Aye, uh, come on Brent, aye
Come on, aye

[Chorus: $amaad]
I ain't finna ask that girl, I know she love me not (I know she love me not)
Aye, I can't trust again, I ain't getting got
Aye, That girl played with my feelings, had my feeling hot
Aye, Some of these hoes, they think they bad but they really not
Some of these hoes going out sad, can't play with no thot
Some of these hoes just want yo money, they want all you got
Some of these hoes try to fuck yo homies just to get you hot
Some of these hoes be acting sick like when they lose they spot
Uh, aye
Aye, I don't want attachments with you
Everything we ever had through, baby all the thanks to you
Like how can you blame me for what you do
Look at everything I ever did for you, girl I loved you, it's true (Yeah)
[Verse 1: $amaad]
Some of these hoes, they don't want shit until you on
Some of these niggas, they act rich even though they broke, aye uh
Some of these niggas, they say they shoot even though they don't
Some of these lil' niggas, they ain't yo homies, they ain't yo bro
Man I wish this stupid ass bitch would stop calling my phone
Uh, Bitch I'm getting this money up, stop asking me what I'm on, aye uh
Unless you finna give me yo bank info, don't call this phone, aye uh
I'll really up that shit lil' nigga, better watch yo tone
I'm at Berri's eating good then a bitch, aye
Niggas be worries bout me, niggas better worry 'bout they bitch, aye
Niggas ain't getting no money cause they worried bout a bitch, aye
Nigga would've thought I'm Curry, shoot my shot and I don't miss, aye
Nigga would've thought I'm Curry, shoot my shot and I don't miss
Baby I'm just smoking this Za, boy I'm high than a bitch, aye
Niggas ain't getting no money, they ain't tryna take no risk
Nah baby, you fucked my homie, hell nah we can't kiss

[Chorus: $amaad]
I ain't finna ask that girl, I know she love me not (I know she love me not)
Aye, I can't trust again, I ain't getting got
Aye, That girl played with my feelings, had my feeling hot
Aye, Some of these hoes, they think they bad but they really not
Some of these hoes going out sad, can't play with no thot
Some of these hoes just want yo money, they want all you got
Some of these hoes try to fuck yo homies just to get you hot
Some of these hoes be acting sick like when they lose they spot
Uh, aye
Aye, I don't want attachments with you
Everything we ever had through, baby all the thanks to you
Like how can you blame me for what you do
Look at everything I ever did for you, girl I loved you, it's true (Yeah)
[Outro: $amaad]
Aye, uh yeah
Yeah, aye, uh yeah
Aye, uh, come on Brent, aye
Come on, uh