Lesson Learned - Baby Tate

Real bitch

Niggas say I’m too much to deal with

Killswitch

I don’t really give a fuck 'bout your feelings

I’m real lit

Boy, you know I’m one in a billion, billion

Yeah

All I’m tryna do is ball, ball

You wanna come back, I’m like aw, naw

Now you tryna say that I’m a problem

I could probably never get solved, solved

Yeah, pop that pussy like a Faygo

Can’t stop that, you ain’t gotta say so (Can't stop that)

At the top, yeah, something like an angel

But I ain’t got no halo

I’m tryna have five rings like J-Lo

He ain’t my man, he could still be bae though

I ain’t tryna cook no shrimp alfredo

Keep an extra nigga in the cut like Fredo

I ain’t gotta lie, I’ma give it to you straight up

I’ma be gone long, boy, don’t wait up

Callin' my phone, say he wanna come make up

Haha, uh-uh, boy, bye

Give me back my keys

Give me back my sweatshirt

Give me all my shit

'Cause we not together

I’ma go fuck with him

You can go ahead and text her

No more breakin' up on the regular

It’s a lesson learned, I’ma let it burn

I’m a real bitch

Niggas say I’m too much to deal with

Killswitch

I don’t really give a fuck 'bout your feelings

I’m real lit

Boy, you know I’m one in a billion, billion

Yeah

Okay, truth be told

I’m tryna fuck with you and all my hoes

Okay, I’ve been tryna hold back all that real shit you ain’t even know

Okay, block game strong

But she use a different number tryna call my phone (Who dis?)

Now you wanna pull up on me

Tellin' me you ain’t really mean that, oh (Skrrt)

Boy, you can get gone (Get gone)

Get lost, baby, I’ma need my songs back (Uh-huh)

Baddest bitch you ever had, how you lost that?

(How you lost that?)

Tryna cuff but you ain’t even caught that

Ooh, and I’m taking back the chain that I bought ya

Know I keep a couple niggas in the vault, yeah

You can be mad all you want, yeah

Give me back my keys (Give me back my keys)

Give me back my sweatshirt (Ooh, my sweatshirt)

Give me all my shit

(Give me all my shit 'cause we not together)

'Cause we not together

I’ma go fuck with him (I'ma go fuck with him)

You can go ahead and text her (You can go ahead and text her)

No more breakin' up on the regular (Oh)

It’s a lesson learned, I’ma let it burn

I’m a real bitch

Niggas say I’m too much to deal with

Killswitch

I don’t really give a fuck 'bout your feelings

I’m real lit (I'm real lit)

Boy, you know I’m one in a billion, billion

Yeah

One in a billion

One in a billion, baby

One in a billion, ooh

Huh, yeah

See, I think you must’ve forgot

Who you was messin' with

Got a little amnesia, huh?

That’s alright

'Cause I don’t got no problem reminding you

Who the fuck I am