Classik on the track boy
b#tch you think you petty you don’t know who you messin with
I don’t give a f#ck bout your feelings are they delicate?
Leave you on the phone cryin while i hit yo best friend
I got both your heart and your soul ’til the bitter end
b#tch you think you petty you don’t know who you messin with
I don’t give a f#ck bout your feelings are they delicate?
Leave you on the phone cryin while i hit yo best friend
I got both your heart and your soul ’til the bitter end
So go on walk out the door cause we both know you coming back for more
Your love feels like a chore sometimes i really don’t want more
I’m the leader in this b#tch i’m the chancellor
June or july baby you a cancer
You got a question i got the answer
But first you gotta please the master (ay)
Talking to b#tches
I’m talking to b#tches
I got other b#tches
Just mind your own business
You nothing more than a mistress
Don’t ever ask me what we is
Gas so high i need a prius (uh)
Don’t ask me to link with
I don’t really love you ho just think
I’ll have a new b#tch by next week
I’m a pisces baby, what else you expect from a pisces baby?
You don’t know anyone like this baby
Ran off everyone i’m too crazy
So if you still think that you petty
I swear to god b#tch you ain’t ready
I’ma haunt your dreams just like freddy
And tear your heart to pieces like confetti
b#tch you think you petty you don’t know who you messin with
I don’t give a f#ck bout your feelings are they delicate?
Leave you on the phone cryin while i hit yo best friend
I got both your heart and your soul ’til the bitter end
b#tch you think you petty you don’t know who you messin with
I don’t give a f#ck bout your feelings are they delicate?
Leave you on the phone cryin while i hit yo best friend
I got both your heart and your soul ’til the bitter end
f#cking on your best friend but, she ain’t even bad forreal
Face on 5, #ss on 10, i ain’t even need a pill
Throw my pillowcase, over her face, already know the deal
Pretend she zoë kravitz, i’m an addict, all nine lives get killed
Her mans talkin sh#t, cause i hit, rob, hurt, and pat him
Catch him lackin
Get that money stackin
All black like batman
b#tch, the f#ck, you catching feelings for
Decline your calls, texts i scroll cause i’m with my other ho
Mike sherm that b#tch, i’m a motherf#cking #ssh#l#
Cancel me whatever cause you know i’m coming back ho
Calling me petty choosing you over stacks ho
All i need is neck, no kisses i’m a mack ho
Love my hometown repping haystack, 510
This my first verse but you know i’m coming back though
Yeah you know i’m coming back though
b#tch you know i’m coming back though
b#tch you think you petty you don’t know who you messin with
I don’t give a f#ck bout your feelings are they delicate?
Leave you on the phone cryin while i hit yo best friend
I got both your heart and your soul ’til the bitter end
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El Torrito & Slizzy Shua Lyrics – Petty