go to hell.

Lyrics
[Chorus] Curse the hand of the cards I been dealt Curse the bitch, made you feel what you felt, yeah You the type that I don't wish well, I don't wish well Give a fuck you don't like me, oh well I ain't the first bitch, that I can tell Don't hit my phone, bitch, go to hell, mm [Verse] Always tryna sell me on some bullshit Always tryna sell me on yo' self Actin like your words from a pulpit I could see through that shit at age twelve Stalk my socials all that you want, bitch Don't give a shit that you think I need help Maybe next time, try and be honest So you won't be left by somebody elsе again [Pre-Chorus] Oh, again By somebody else again Oh, again By somеbody else again Oh, again By somebody else again Oh, again [Chorus] Curse the hand of the cards I been dealt Curse the bitch, made you feel what you felt, yeah You the type that I don't wish well, I don't wish well Give a fuck you don't like me, oh well I ain't the first bitch, that I can tell Don't hit my phone, bitch, go to hell, mm Curse the hand of the cards I been dealt Curse the bitch, made you feel what you felt, yeah You the type that I don't wish well, I don't wish well Give a fuck you don't like me, oh well I ain't the first bitch, that I can tell Don't hit my phone, bitch, go to hell, mm
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