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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jazmine Sullivan
Jazmine Sullivan
Songwriter
Michael Holmes
Michael Holmes
Songwriter
Audra Mae Butts
Audra Mae Butts
Songwriter
Kyle Coleman
Kyle Coleman
Songwriter
Brittany Coney
Brittany Coney
Songwriter
Denisia Andrews
Denisia Andrews
Songwriter

Lyrics

Hey, yeah
You say that I've been actin' different, yeah
Funny how I finally flipped the script on you
When you the one who's double-dippin', yeah
You so sloppy, how I caught you slippin' up
You're off the lease, run me my keys
No more poppin' up to hit it, yeah
I ain't even got the miles to trip on you
New phone, who is this?
Brand new, like the whip
Rack it up, no assist
Main bitch I ain't average
Wake up, need a zip
Hennessy take a sip
I got my jeans, I'm too thick
I ain't got the room for extra baggage
Don't forget to come and pick up your, ooh
Feelings
Don't leave no pieces
You need to hurry and pick up your, ooh-ooh
Feelings
While I'm up cleaning
Put a lock on the door where my heart once was
Boy you had your fun
But I had enough
Now I'm really done
I deserve so much more than you gave to me
So now I'm savin' me
And I made my peace
So you can run them
Don't forget to come and pick up your
Feelings
Don't leave no pieces
You need to hurry and pick up your, ooh-ooh
Feelings
While I'm up cleaning
Boy please, I don't need ya
Memories, all that shit, you can keep it
(You can keep)
Don't forget to come and pick up your, ooh-ooh
Feelings
Don't leave no pieces
Written by: Audra Mae Butts, Brittany Chi Coney, Denisia “Blue June” Andrews, Jazmine Sullivan, Kyle Coleman, Michael Holmes
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