ELZhi, Trip (Artist) - Dedicated lyrics

Yeah, I thought you was a down chick
Word got around quick
I'm not the only brown dick
You let pound trick
I know the last nigga that you
Let hit the kitty cat
He spoke on your titty tat
And how your ass is pretty
Fat, you was a rat
Acting all high maintenance
But, you're low class, always
Quick to blow cash, and my dro stash
You come around and go fast
Cryin' about no gas, gone with yo' poor ass
Catch you on the rebound
Now hurry up and get your shit
That means your jeans, toothbrush
And your extension kit
Now leave the keys on the way out, stay out
I'm not the one to play out
What made you go and stray
Out? I can't believe my
You deceived my sense of direction
You just as fake when you weave by