How Bout No versuri

Versuri Ashnikko – How Bout No lyrics

If anyone ever breaks your heart
Gives you trouble or whatever
You gotta tell them: “Hey um… how ‘bout no?”
How ‘bout no? (How ‘bout no?)
(Short and simple, keep it short and simple)

And I’m just testing myself, when I’m dancing on the bar
I’m not dancing for you, or your money, or your car, or your bitches
They should listen, they should focus on the focus
So ladies, keep it sweet, but don’t you dare sugarcoat it!
While he’s the boss, I’m just bossing! My success makes me a bitch
And when I stand up for myself, you and your clic are throwing fits!
Success anonymous, pizzazz and setting yourself apart
I’m not an easy bitch, a pickup or a cliché counterpart
I brush you off like crumbs and you grumble with your mates
Like, „What a nasty bitch, I wouldn’t give her an 8”
You throwing shade like a child, it’s a band-aid for your ego
Cowered in the back, give me space to shoot the free throw
And I like shaking my booty, I don’t do it for attention
It’s a killer co-workout, I’m not sticking to conventions

(How ‘bout no? How ‘bout no?)
(How ‘bout no? How ‘bout no?)

How ‘bout no? How ‘bout no?
Do you hear me? Are you slow?
I’m familiar with your games
You build me up to kick me low
How ‘bout no? How ‘bout no?
I’m not your babe or your bunny
And I’m bored of that talk of your cars and your money

How ‘bout no? How ‘bout no?
Do you hear me? Are you slow?
I’m familiar with your games
You build me up to kick me low
How ‘bout no? How ‘bout no?
I’m not your babe or your bunny
And I’m bored of that talk of your cars and your money

I don’t want you smooth talking, I’m already good with words
I call you out in my verses, not gonna lie because I’m hurt
You treat your girl like she disposable and fake without closure
Too cringy in your direction, toss you like leftovers
And your promises were cute, that bullshit candy coated
Weighing down my heart, I’m surprised you went and floated
And I noticed it was hopeless, change girls like you change clothes
I was loyal like a puppy and convincing shooting rainbows
Now I’m finding directions and learning my lessons
And I’m changing my sentences for studio sessions
And you come in flexing with average impressions
Thinking “The lady’s digging it”, your subpar sexing
How ‘bout no, you a hazbin? You and your crew are back, when?
I was naive and my favorite game was slacking
Underestimate me like I’m weak and unfit
I’ll embrace it, just make it as that favorite misfit

How ‘bout no? How ‘bout no?
Do you hear me? Are you slow?
I’m familiar with your games
You build me up to kick me low
How ‘bout no? How ‘bout no?
I’m not your babe or your bunny
And I’m bored of that talk of your cars and your money

How ‘bout no? How ‘bout no?
Do you hear me? Are you slow?
I’m familiar with your games
You build me up to kick me low
How ‘bout no? How ‘bout no?
I’m not your babe or your bunny
And I’m bored of that talk of your cars and your money

(How ‘bout no? How ‘bout no?)
(How ‘bout no? How ‘bout no?)