Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amber Rainey
Amber Rainey
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Arum beats
Arum beats
Producer

Lyrics

"Yo Arum you ready? Alright lets go"
I really wish I could but I cant
Cones on deck and my chef got the rank
You say you real, bro yo vibez prove you aint
Cant love a soul, but the lust call my name
Babe we one in the same
 You trippin' you the one w all the hoe (with all the hoes)
I be chillin baby you can ask all the bros (can ask all the bros)
Okay well I’m lying but you too baby I know
You know we not together what you really trippin' for
We just lovers on the low
Lets vibe w it
We just glide w it
Archer like lil baby you so big headed
You read me like a book I read you like I read reddit
Kinda lost but entertained, lows still don't get it
But fuck it tho (fuck it tho)
Still keep me in the AirPods not on speaker phone
Cuz you cant let yo friends know that you stoopin low
And when they see you smile bae that's a different
Different glow
I still study you its clock...work
We argue wild til my head...hurts
 Toxic But you make my heart...burst
Don't spew my feels let you simp..first
And you lows just hoping for some clarity
Cuz honestly lil baby know that you scared of me
Goosebumps from the thoughts of we really be
& When they ask who calling you say a "sneaky link" O-M-G
Language so graphic baby
FaceTime or call me maybe
Love life so tragic baby
For real or faking maybe
Yo language so graphic baby
FaceTime or call me maybe
Love life so tragic baby
For fake or real
I really wish I could but I cant (but i can't mmhm)
Cones on deck and my chef got the rank (got the rank mhm)
You say you real bro yo vibez prove you aint (you aint mhm)
Cant love a soul, but the lust call me name
Babe we one in the same
You trippin you the one w all the hoes (one with all the hoes)
I be chillin baby you can ask all the bros (can ask all the bros)
Okay well Im lying but you too baby I know (baby I know)
You know we not together what you really trippin' for 
We just lovers on the low
Keep my guard up
Sappy I don't wanna
You lows bring so much drama
Boujee like my mama
See baby I told you (baby I told you)
Do what you want to (go do what you want to)
Just please make it back home ( please make it back home)
Others don't last long
They don’t last that long
Baby don’t you dodge me
 Just call me phone
I know I flicked you off but don’t leave me 'lone
You know them other bitches don't last that long
Baby don't dodge me
Just call my phone
I know I flicked you off but don't leave me 'lone
Written by: Amber Rainey
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