When I Was Gone (feat. R.J., Tee Cee, Charlie Hood, Reem Riches & Slim 400)
[Hook: YG] When I was gone I heard you was fucking on whoever Love you again? I can never When I was gone You tried to take a advantage of a nigga Had me pull a hammer on a nigga. (on a nigga) Thass' why you don't love these hoes Thass' why you don't love these hoes Thass' why you don't love these hoes Thass' why you don't love these hoes
[Verse 1: YG] I was....in jail wit' all niggas You was waiting to exhale fucking wit all niggas My momma said I should accept yo apology But fuck that, that's just reverse psychology I don't love you no more, and I think you a ho You let a nigga go too long, without no sto For all my niggas doing time, I know how it get Yo homies disappear, and yo bitch turn into a flip
[Verse 2: RJ] Once upon a time, I thought I found love but then she played me... I was gone..came back now my baby, having a baby... I know you was cheating, I was outta town eating But real players we don't get mad, we get EVEN But this is why I lost feelings, cause if these hoes ain't fully flipping, then they cartwheeling
[Hook: YG]
[Verse 3: Tee Cee] She got a nigga in here, dumb hot (dumb hot) Tell a bitch, hurry up its in that green dot (aye) Left a nigga in the dirt, now she like 7-Eleven giving free slurps I bought a celly from my cellmate, she don't even text a nigga no kind of sex-play Aye fuck that bitch, I'ma have the lil home girls rush that bitch
[Verse 4: Charlie Hood] I say my bail too high, my hopes too low My case too slow, Violation from my P.O I just got out I shoulda just stayed on the couch, 3-way now my ho tryna cuss me out And my lawyer say the witness coming to trial, on top of that I heard my main bitch fucking around I'm banging and shit, my lady prolly selling her clit, no money on my books A nigga taking L'S wit this bitch!
[Hook: YG]
[Verse 5: Reem Riches] If I put my trust in a bitch, i'll always be hurt Shoulda known you wasn't shit from that fake louie purse You broke, dumb and goofy Really tried to boof me, you gone end up like ya mama a old ratchet hoochie You couldn't stay down if you was nailed to the floor, three baby daddy's I ain't tryna be fo' (uh-uh) Thass why I got no love these hoes, sucka duckin', you be suckin all the bros...
[Verse 6: Slim 400] When I was gone, I heard you was fucking on budda, hoein in the hood getting gudda When I was gone, heard you was hanging on the block...BITCH I don't like you on da block When I ain't home, you be doing hella ho shit Thinking I ain't heard up in this bitch? Run my door, or I'ma pull a blade on you BITCH Pen it 'till she blast on you BITCH And I ain't wrong... My telly went big on the sto and you ain't even answer yo phone And now a nigga on, lost all respect for you bitch You can burn, I ain't gonna spit on you bitch