Been Gone

Lyrics

[Intro: 6juto & Koujas] (What do you desire? Yo fuck 'em up, Dior) (You know you rockin' wit' 'Rada) Yeah [Chorus: 6juto] I do not miss her Okay, maybe I do but I hate to admit it Things started to change, yeah, you start actin' different And I wasn't fuckin' wit' it I just wanna count them digits I wanted you to be my mistress I'm new to love we not gon' get it No, I need them wonderful clothes Yeah, it's been a hell of a year [Verse 1: Koujas] It's been a while since you've been gone Hurt my soul, you felt like home I got a Glock stick in a foreign Look at his fit trash, that shit boring I spent some bread on my fragrance She wanna slide but she ain't it I spent a rack on my bracеlet Lovin' this life, can we plеase stage it? Bro got that shit tucked, fuck ya' sayin'? Since you've been gone my soul been gone Look at his bitch when I hop in a foreign I blow me some cash, the money is pourin' I gotta stop and she stay 'til the morning She wanna cap, say she important Japanese garments, my fits imported He wanna talk and his life get shorted [Verse 2: 6juto] Talkin' that shit so I'm gonna ignore it, woah Yeah, I made her windows rainy and pourin' Yeah, yeah, she eat me up all night Uh, she wanna ride like bike Huh, I gotta change my mind Uh, 'cause she gotta get out my sight Uh, she gotta get off my mind I think about her all the time I know it's not right, I know it's not right [Verse 3: Koujas] And we both know we ain't right I put the drank up in my Sprite She wanna fuckin' slide for the night I got a bad bitch in my sight If you miss me call my phone I can't wait for you too long Hop in that coupe, fast, bitch we gone Bitch, I been the shit, what you on? (You know you rockin' wit' 'Rada) [Verse 4: Trapp] She keep breakin' my heart, but I can't leave her alone I'm totin' the chrome You can get shot in yo' dome if you run up wrong Bad ass ho, keep textin' my phone I don't even wanna fuck that ho, yeah I just wan' get that bag and my life I ain't never been a ho, yeah I'ma just count up the dough, yeah She wanna fuck on the folk, yeah I'm at the top you below, yeah Lil' ass nigga you broke, yeah Wit' some niggas that be ready to slide Run up on me then yo' ass finna die Fuckin' his bitch, his ass finna cry She love the feeling when I'm on the side [Verse 5: Koujas] She wanna fuck me 'til she tired They wanna talk and we slide I keep his ho on my side Ain't my main bitch, that's the side I'm at the top and you stuck at the bottom You broke, chasin' hoes, that's yo' problem Perc' got my eyes closed like a blindfold Thots on my line, bitches I don't go time for [Chorus: 6juto] I do not miss her Okay, maybe I do but I hate to admit it Things started to change, yeah, you start actin' different And I wasn't fuckin' wit' it I just wanna count them digits I wanted you to be my mistress I'm new to love we not gon' get it No, I need them wonderful clothes Yeah, it's been a hell of a year