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letra de lesson learned - yung baby tate

[chorus]
real b-tch
n-ggas say i’m too much to deal with
k!llswitch
i don’t really give a f-ck ’bout your feelings
i’m real lit
boy, you know i’m one in a billion, billion
yeah

[verse 1]
all i’m tryna do is ball, ball
you wanna come back, i’m like aw, naw
now you tryna say that i’m a problem
i could probably never get solved, solved
yeah, pop that p-ssy like a faygo
can’t stop that, you ain’t gotta say so (can’t stop that)
at the top, yeah, something like an angel
but i ain’t got no halo
i’m tryna have five rings like j-lo
he ain’t my man, he could still be bae though
i ain’t tryna cook no shrimp alfredo
keep an extra n-gga in the cut like fredo
i ain’t gotta lie, i’ma give it to you straight up
i’ma be gone long, boy, don’t wait up
callin’ my phone, say he wanna come make up
haha, uh-uh, boy, byе
[pre-chorus]
give me back my keys
givе me back my sweatshirt
give me all my sh-t
’cause we not together
i’ma go f-ck with him
you can go ahead and text her
no more breakin’ up on the regular
it’s a lesson learned, i’ma let it burn

[chorus]
i’m a real b-tch
n-ggas say i’m too much to deal with
k!llswitch
i don’t really give a f-ck ’bout your feelings
i’m real lit
boy, you know i’m one in a billion, billion
yeah

[verse 2]
okay, truth be told
i’m tryna f-ck with you and all my hoes
okay, i’ve been tryna hold back all that real sh-t you ain’t even know
okay, block game strong
but she use a different number tryna call my phone (who dis?)
now you wanna pull up on me
tellin’ me you ain’t really mean that, oh (skrrt)
boy, you can get gone (get gone)
get lost, baby, i’ma need my songs back (uh-huh)
baddest b-tch you ever had, how you lost that? (how you lost that?)
tryna cuff but you ain’t even caught that
ooh, and i’m taking back the chain that i bought ya
know i keep a couple n-ggas in the vault, yeah
you can be mad all you want, yeah
[pre-chorus]
give me back my keys (give me back my keys)
give me back my sweatshirt (ooh, my sweatshirt)
give me all my sh-t
(give me all my sh-t ’cause we not together)
’cause we not together
i’ma go f-ck with him (i’ma go f-ck with him)
you can go ahead and text her (you can go ahead and text her)
no more breakin’ up on the regular (oh)
it’s a lesson learned, i’ma let it burn

[chorus]
i’m a real b-tch
n-ggas say i’m too much to deal with
k!llswitch
i don’t really give a f-ck ’bout your feelings
i’m real lit (i’m real lit)
boy, you know i’m one in a billion, billion
yeah

[outro]
one in a billion
one in a billion, baby
one in a billion, ooh
huh, yeah
see, i think you must’ve forgot
who you was messin’ with
got a little amnesia, huh?
that’s alright
’cause i don’t got no problem reminding you
who the f-ck i am

- yung baby tate

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