The Final Agenda

I'm wishing the best for you Out of my element, I knew I wasn't the one for you I-I m-miss the smell of your body I-I m-miss, you left my heart rotten Like I'm r-really sad you know, you wasn't no average ho I ain't no average joe, turn this shit to a classic though Off the rope Randy Savage thou- And I'm cutting you off, so I'm last fasho She belongs to the city I can't give out opinion And the way that you kill it, I'm feeling like Ricky Got shot in my back cause I showed them my pity With my old bitch But that wasn't my element though, so I don't know My bitch a junkie, she taking it slow Can't look at her straight with that white on her nose Why did she leave me? Man nobody knows Bitch I'm on fire that's left in the cold Persona, Ain't breakin' no code Bitch I'm Armoni I'm back on my mode I-I m-miss the smell of your body I-I m-miss, you left my heart rotten Like I'm r-really sad you know, you wasn't no average ho Yo mans got put in the past ya know, iffy im smokin' yo pack fasho How you gon' shoot with no badges though Got 21 bitches, I'm savage though His man got put on a stretcher, that's not my bitch but I text her though My money work, it be flexin' ho She be like Che you the best I know Your bitch a skank and I reckon ho Bitch just like Ralph, I'm finna wreck it ho Bitch I'm not third I'm not second though Put on Nike 'fore nigga get technical I'm wishing the worst for you Oh your purse get stole if you snoop Made my heart go from red to the blue Hoping all of your goals go to fluke All because you went back to your roots And these niggas can't hang, get a noose I know I'm sorry for the news But its time to go back to my boose If you look at my cup then its booze If I wanted that ho give me two Bitch my money despicable, Gru Gotta pick, you gon' win or you lose Nah I ain't finished I-I m-miss the smell of your body I-I m-miss, you left my heart rotten But I'm r-really sad you know, you wasn't no average ho I ain't no average joe, turn this shit to a classic though Off the rope Randy Savage thou- And I'm cutting you off, so I'm last fasho She belongs to the city I can't give out opinion And the way that you kill it, I'm feeling like Ricky Got shot in my back cause I showed them my pity My bitch she bad giving Houston no Whitney Tisakorean bitch I'm way to silly Got my number you know you can hit me But if I don't answer I might just be tipsy (Gang, fucking crazy bro)