Tray Sold - Shows Over

Chorus:
The show's over
Fuck it, let's call some hoes over
I leave a bitch, the type to give her no closure
What it is, you acting like i don't know ya
You acting like i don't know you

The show's over
Fuck it, let's call some hoes over
Leave a bitch, the type to give her no closure
What it is, you acting like i don't-

Verse 1:
Bae i'm paranoid to the end
Not too many niggas can call me a friend
I try everyday but i know that i sin
It's all good, bitch, i play for the win
I leave me a bitch еvery time that i'm ready to go
I turn off thе lights on a bitch so she know it is the end of the show (it's over)
New bitch when i land
Big watch, make me feel like ben 10
Vvs diamonds, all in the band
Make them bitches do a dance on command
Might love her for a second then i leave
Ain't worried 'bout no love, that shit ain't guaranteed
You'll listen to all of them niggas, you'll listen to cousins, you'll listen to friends
I'm rocking designer, the gucci, the louis, designer is all on the pants
Might jump on a flight, in the middle of the night just to make me some new plans
Might fuck around and hit vegas, running through a couple bands
Not worried of nothing, shit i can lose it all (lose it all)
We movin', we mobin', we move in single fall
We get it right back, shit that's just how we ball
And ima tell ya when this shit over, it's over
Chorus:
The show's over
Fuck it, let's call some hoes over
Leave a bitch, the type to give her no closure
What it is, you acting like i don't know ya
Talking shit, acting like i don't know you

The show's over
Fuck it, let's call some hoes over
Leave a bitch, the type to give her no closure
What it is, you acting like i don't know ya
Talking shit, acting like i don't know you