UNFORGIVABLE

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Look, Vlone on a nigga back like the city One time for the honor, let me in with the blicky (Blaow) Niggas ain't put in on it, but they wanna sit with me If you not a real bitch, you cannot sit with me (Mwah) How could I ever trust a bitch that was silly? (How?) My ex got me right in my bag like I'm Ricky (Damn) My teammates switched teams, I'm still playin' for the Pistons You can tell this weed came from Cali 'cause it's hittin' Niggas left Damedot for dead, I remember, I remember Wearin' two hoodies in the winter (I remember that shit) I can't let no nigga tell me garbage is for dinner (Hell nah) I can't let no pretty bitch tell me she ain't sendin' I can have whatever, you can't tell me nothin' different Niggas slippin', gettin' too wrapped up in these bitches I'll spin a bitch in a circle 'til she dizzy Niggas still [?][1:03] I can't tell niggas gettin' it [Chorus] White cost me one-fifty, this is not no damn trizzy Range-extender shooters with me, they can snipe you with the glizzy Your top shotta, he a sissy, my bitch pretty, pussy wicked She talk brazy when I hit it, I nut all on her back in the kitchen (Ayy, ayy, ayy) You wear the same clothes like the Simpsons (Hahaha) Plain jane Yacht-Master II, but it glisten (Ice, ice) Nigga, listen, these hoes, they just wanna know your business Forget it, they said to forgive but I didn't [Verse 2] She lookin' for the turn up (Turn up), he lookin' for a come-up (Ayy) Smokin' on a whole body bag of zaza when I roll up Hope you got on swim trunks in the field, 'cause you just might get wet out here (Whew) Eighty-some racks on my arm when I step out here Shoutout to Detroit, I'm the king out there My hoes never, ever, ever [?][1:43] I got the rich feet, I don't do a cheaper pair (Naw) If you need some— in your city, I'll meet you there (Mwah, mwah) Off-White on a nigga shoulders like the city (Like the city) One time for these hoes, got a nigga heart empty These bitches gon' fuck whoever got it, I ain't trippin' (On God) You already at the finish line, niggas finished (Niggas finished) Damedot gon' do what he want, do you hear me? (No cap) It's crazy what these groupie hoes'll do for a mention My bitch can't get no dick, got that pussy on suspension Her best bet for now is go fuck them other niggas How could you try to play a boss? You bitches different (How?) Trippin', gettin' too racked up, pay attention I'll spin a bitch in a circle in a minute (Spin her right around) See a bitch call and later tell her I ain't get it (Brrt, brrt, brrt) Why? I can't ever see myself [?][2:25] (Mwah) Why is all these hoes entertainers like they Cedric? Why did Versace make this robe out of velvet? Im a P, tell a bitch don't sit on [?][2:33] [Chorus] White cost me one-fifty, this is not no damn trizzy Range-extender shooters with me, they can snipe you with the glizzy Your top shotta, he a sissy, my bitch pretty, pussy wicked She talk brazy when I hit it, I nut all on her back in the kitchen You wear the same clothes like the Simpsons Plain jane Yacht-Master II, but it glisten Nigga, listen, these hoes, they just wanna know your business Forget it, they said to forgive but I didn't