I'm Y.B.
Who is he?
Oh he's a lame
Still playing lil boy games
Thought he could hook me
But I always break free
Yeah I play the game just like them
He don't know that I'm colder than him
I'm heartless in these streets
I make hearts skip a beat
And I show these niggas no loyalty
Yet they still treat me like royalty
Bitch you better ask yo man
He's my number one fan
But I don't love him tho
Even tho I might have told him so
Yeah I tell him whatever he wants to hear
Whisper sweet nothings all in his ear
Then I fuck him and send him home to you
Because I ain't trying to cuff yo boo
He thought I was in it for love
I was just looking for a thug
A bad boy that I could put on the team
One that can lick the pussy clean
But he fucked that up tho
And I'm about to let him know
He tried to play me but nigga I'm Y.B.
Now he'll wish you never met me
He pissed me off
Lies steady pouring from his mouth
He even told me about you
And all the things that you don't do
Telling me we'll be together until the end
Nigga I wouldn't even call you a friend
Trying to build trust
Talking about "us"
But I don't trust lying ass hoes
And I have no problem letting go
Because I don't love em, I don't trust em, and I don't need em
So get yo man baby girl because I don't want him
Now watch him bitch up and start talking about me
But it's all good because I'm still going to be Y.B.
And trust me when I say this ain't what he wants tho
Especially if he knew the information that I know
Who is he?
Oh he's a lame
Still playing lil boy games
Thought he could hook me
But I always break free
Yeah I play the game just like them
He don't know that I'm colder than him
I'm heartless in these streets
I make hearts skip a beat
And I show these niggas no loyalty
Yet they still treat me like royalty
Bitch you better ask yo man
He's my number one fan
But I don't love him tho
Even tho I might have told him so
Yeah I tell him whatever he wants to hear
Whisper sweet nothings all in his ear
Then I fuck him and send him home to you
Because I ain't trying to cuff yo boo
He thought I was in it for love
I was just looking for a thug
A bad boy that I could put on the team
One that can lick the pussy clean
But he fucked that up tho
And I'm about to let him know
He tried to play me but nigga I'm Y.B.
Now he'll wish you never met me
He pissed me off
Lies steady pouring from his mouth
He even told me about you
And all the things that you don't do
Telling me we'll be together until the end
Nigga I wouldn't even call you a friend
Trying to build trust
Talking about "us"
But I don't trust lying ass hoes
And I have no problem letting go
Because I don't love em, I don't trust em, and I don't need em
So get yo man baby girl because I don't want him
Now watch him bitch up and start talking about me
But it's all good because I'm still going to be Y.B.
And trust me when I say this ain't what he wants tho
Especially if he knew the information that I know
You Mad or Nah? by Yanee Brinks is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.
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