Lyrics

Intro: (Kevin Gates melodic intro with Afroman’s laid-back adlibs in the background.)

(Kevin Gates:)
You ever tried to hold on to somethin’ that wasn’t yours?
Man, let her go, she ain’t meant to stay...

(Afroman:)
Maan, let that bird fly, she ain’t comin’ back!
Light it up, sip slow, and keep it movin’...


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Verse 1: (Kevin Gates, smooth but heavy delivery.)

Smokin’ spliffs, gettin’ litty, with my bitties, countin’ fifties (Count it up!)
Took a loss, but we still up, spent it back, gettin’ dizzy (Woo!)
I don’t even know how the night went, woke up, new city (Where we at?!)
Talkin’ reckless, watch ya tone, lil’ boy, I get busy (Ayy!)

Ain’t no changin’ what it is, baby, go ‘head, do your thing (Do it!)
I ain’t beggin’, I’m too solid, I ain’t never felt the same (Never!)
Bag ya shit, don’t forget it, not a single little bit (Nah!)
I forget her name quick, but I remember makin’ flips (Real talk!)

Been a minute since I been solo, pockets filled up (Racks!)
Money talkin’ way too loud, had to level up (Preach!)
Shorty tryna roll with me, told her back it up (Back, back!)
If she playin’ games, I ain’t stressin’, I just pack it up (Skrrt!)


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Hook: (Afroman comes in smooth, funk guitar strumming, groovy bounce.)

You can’t change her, nah, she gon’ be a stranger (She gone!)
Tryna cuff her, you just played, like a gamer (Like a fool!)
Try to tame her, you just another lamer (Sad case!)
Ain’t no claimin’, you can’t even blame her (Naw, naw!)

(Afroman: "Haaa, mane, you out here stressin’ huh?!")

She don’t love you, she just love them racks (Yeah!)
You spent a bag, but she ain’t spend it back (Dummy!)
She get ghost, you won’t even get a text (She gone!)
Now you stressin’, but she layin’ on my chest (Hah!)


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Verse 2: (Kevin Gates, smooth but assertive, real game talk.)

Oooooo, you irrelevant (Huh?!), she gon’ move just like the president (Big racks!)
You be blowin’ up her phone, I be gettin’ benjamins (Step!)
Broke boys talkin’ crazy, that’s so innocent (Shhh!)

She be watchin’, while she choosin’, that’s embarrassing (Shame!)
Told her slide, she said, "Boy, you so intelligent" (I know!)
Told her “I don’t chase, I just let ‘em in” (Facts!)
Say she down to ride, I said “Bet it then” (Okay!)


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Bridge: (Afroman vibin’, laid-back delivery, some funk licks in the background.)

"Boy, don’t be mad... don’t be sad..."
"She just doin’ what she do... it ain't you, it’s the bag..."
"That’s life, that’s life, roll it up, take flight..."

(Kevin Gates: "Gotta charge it to the game, homie.")


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Hook: (Smooth, groovy, laid-back bounce.)

You can’t change her, nah, she gon’ be a stranger (She gone!)
Tryna cuff her, you just played, like a gamer (Like a fool!)
Try to tame her, you just another lamer (Sad case!)
Ain’t no claimin’, you can’t even blame her (Naw, naw!)

(Afroman: "Haaa, sip that drank, roll that stank!")

She don’t love you, she just love them racks (Yeah!)
You spent a bag, but she ain’t spend it back (Dummy!)
She get ghost, you won’