Found Out - DJ Holiday, Migos

Damn, I mean, I really did like you

I mean, I really did want you

You were bad, 'til I found out

Mmm, mmm, mmm

I wanted you 'til I found out

I wanted you 'til I found out

I wanted you 'til I found out

You the same damn girl they be talking 'bout

I wanted you 'til I found out

I wanted you 'til I found out

I wanted you 'til I found out

You the same damn girl they be talking 'bout

You the same damn girl they be talking 'bout

With a little bitty waist and a smart ass mouth

Let anybody smash their foot in your house

Let your baby daddy see you when that nigga get out

That’s a shame on your name, you a beautiful thing

You let a nigga like me tweak you out your brain

And I apologize for them, it’s a man’s world

But you ain’t gotta bust it open to get them bands girl

Aw man, it’s over with cause everybody know the bitch

Word around town, she work with all the cliques

Shake my head, it don’t make no sense

I gotta keep the Glock 40 when I see this bitch

When she call my phone, she scared to ask

(For what?) to drive my car, ask for cash

She moving too fast, got her foot on the gas

You acting like Felicia, hanging up on your ass

I wanted you 'til I found out

I wanted you 'til I found out

I wanted you 'til I found out

You the same damn girl they be talking 'bout

I wanted you 'til I found out

I wanted you 'til I found out

I wanted you 'til I found out

You the same damn girl they be talking 'bout

So you the bitch that these niggas be talking 'bout

You fuck a nigga one time and gotta run your mouth

To keep your hair, nails done, but can’t pay the rent

(The dirty bitch) sleeping in your friend’s basement

Now all the homies in the hood know that you a ho

It’s safe to say her image rich, but she dead broke

I’m sorry baby, I don’t want no relations

Cause the only thing I’m making, is another bitch famous

A lot of bitches wanna hang with us

Cause the Migos game, we on the dangerous

I might pull up and show your bitch some Angel Dust

I got some Timberlands bitch, wanna boot up?

Niggas don’t speak to me, their bitches know what’s up

Bitches wanna fall back accidentally while you in the club

You show that bitch some money, I bet she gon' give it up

All these bitches the same, ain’t found one yet that I can love

I wanted you 'til I found out

I wanted you 'til I found out

I wanted you 'til I found out

You the same damn girl they be talking 'bout

I wanted you 'til I found out

I wanted you 'til I found out

I wanted you 'til I found out

You the same damn girl they be talking 'bout

Big booty, big titties, she askin' diddy, but she with it

I love it when she lick it, hit it one time then I quit it

I know you be fucking my partners shawty, just admit it

I don’t be trusting these bitches, never been committed

Everybody know that you done fucked the whole city

You let them fuck you raw and you ain’t asking, wait a minute

She told me she love me, I’m looking at her grinning

Your bitch my bitch, all them bitches scheming

I pity the fool, your bitch fucking on these niggas and you act like it’s cool

I got pictures in my phone where your bitch is nude

Your bitch in my bed, she text you «I miss you» (miss you) that’s a fool

Bitches don’t respect the code, I can fuck twenty bitches, you can’t do it ho

(I can) soon as you do it, I’mma kick you out the door

Deleting your number and I’m not calling you no more

(It's over)

I wanted you 'til I found out

I wanted you 'til I found out

I wanted you 'til I found out

You the same damn girl they be talking 'bout

I wanted you 'til I found out

I wanted you 'til I found out

I wanted you 'til I found out

You the same damn girl they be talking 'bout