Lyrics
Man been smoking too much, hurt my lungs
She up in here thinking 'bout us
This be gotta fun, ain't lie
You crazy, I'm crazy, wassup?
Yeah, she entitled, but don't give a fuck
Don't got no title, but we still gon' fuck
I be obsessed and she pouring me up
I know it's her when the phone ring
She know that I'm doing big things
I know that she wanna call me up
All my shit gon' fuck me up
Hit you once, now you my drug
Oh God, I can't get enough
Take his soul, girl, there's no rush
Is this love or is it lust?
Raf Simmons on the motherfucking jeans
Mad at me, so she left me on seen
Bag on her, she can't wait to be seen
She a diva, then she causing a scene
On her story, then she party at night
Talking 'bout me, man, she texting a lot
It ain't over, used to sippin' my cup
Bitch, I'm better, yeah, I'm staying afar
I ain't done with you
You calling my name when I'm fucking you, I know that's right
What's up wit' you?
Because of you, I got trust issues
That ain't right, I know
We got highs and lows
She a ten, but she act like a hoe
She a ten when she dropping it low
White toes, and they use 'em for sure
Man, we done this time and time, I can't apologize
Can't keep up with no lies
That's just wasting my time
Layin' back while I'm rollin' that dope
Pay for ten, I got in on my own
I'm not your friend, you just wanna be known
Make amends with yourself 'cause I'm gone
Man, been smoking too much hurt my lungs
She up in here thinking 'bout us
This be gotta fun, ain't lie
You crazy, I'm crazy, wassup
Yeah, she entitled, but don't give a fuck
Don't got no title, but we still gon' fuck
I be obessssed and she pouring me up
I know it's her when the phone ring
She know that I'm doing big things
I know that she wanna call me up
All my shit gon' fuck me up
Hit you once, now you my drug
Oh God, I can't get enough
Take his soul, girl, there's no rush
Is this love or is it lust?
Written by: Fairy
