Lyrics

She a freaky girl and I need her 'round
It's cold sticking in a freezer
I see LeBron like I'm out in Cleveland
Now that I'm on I ain't never leaving
She doing petty crimes for those other guys
But when I'm around yeah she fiending
I swear she a demon yeah she never been with a Saint
I'm holding it down like a Ouija
How you holding it down
When I'm off of work
And I'm out of town
I think that it works when I'm not around
'Cause you watching you spend it like you got allowance
When I get home feelings act cold
You don't wanna talk
You tell me get out
Like this is your house
You running your mouth
I swallow my words
I sleep on the couch
Mouth full and I hear less
I ain't that cold I'm just anxious
I don't want space, need an outlet
Cuz I'm alright, regretting what I ever did for you
It's the money's only ever good for you
Now these thought I don't really think I'm through
So it's fuck you
Fuck you goodbye
She a freaky girl and I need her 'round
It's cold sticking in a freezer
I see LeBron like I'm out in Cleveland
Now that I'm on I ain't never leaving
She doing petty crimes for those other guys
But when I'm around yeah she fiending
I swear she a demon yeah she never been with a Saint
I'm holding it down like a Ouija
But fuck it I really been busting and working and hustling to make you the happiest girl in the world
I wish I could've just learned
That nothing I do will work
I remember I start I mounted your heart
Wherever did she ended up going
But lately I've got new worries
Idk if I want this to work
I'm a victim to this
Know you dont like living how we is
Every night party, sipping at the crib
Act like a baby here's another bib
You need to listen up
I'll never be big or best or good enough
So I'm giving up
Yeah she freaky but I guess your love is off
She a freaky girl and I need her 'round
It's cold sticking in a freezer
I see LeBron like I'm out in Cleveland
Now that I'm on I ain't never leaving
She doing petty crimes for those other guys
But when I'm around yeah she fiending
I swear she a demon yeah she never been with a Saint
Holding it down like a Ouija
Written by: Zoah Silva-Landry, zoahh
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