Letras
Woah woah, yeah
Woah woah, yeah
Woah woah, yeah
Woah woah, yeah
She like to party
So I be with it
That shit makes me hurt, I'll admit it
Like, all the late nights, yeah I miss it
I'm tired of all of this fake shit
Like, are you tryna keep it a buck?
Cuz my feelings be keeping me stuck
Baby you with me or what?
Be my girl or whatever you want
Drip you out in that new Saint Laurent
I been trying to keep shit together
But she not even givin a fuck
Fake niggas try do shit for what?
On some real shit you all got me fucked
Like, I'm tryna roll on the blunt
Keep a stick I be fucking with guns
But this shit aint always for fun
That shit fucked me up in my lungs
Why the fuck would I leave you alone when the only thing keepin me stable was us?
You lied and you breaking my trust
All I did was give you my love
And you broke that shit into pieces
Like you never gave a fuck about us
She like to party
So I be with it
That shit makes me hurt, I'll admit it
Like, all the late nights, yeah I miss it
I'm tired of all of this fake shit
Like, are you tryna keep it a buck?
Cuz my feelings be keeping me stuck
Baby you with me or what?