Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Zyaa
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dayana Lee
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dayana Lee
Producer
Lyrics
I remember what you said to me
Baby, what you said to me
You said for free I'm going to chew in front of me
You had my heart and life's decay
Sorry for trying
I put up a fight cause I didn't know that's how to live
I need you to slow down
Babe, you had my head fucked up
I'm trying to hate you but I just can't
Don't wanna see you but can't stay away
This shit so toxic it's so bad for me
You fuck me good
It feel like larceny
You leaving voicemails
Won't you leave me be
Made me so mad I'm on a killing spree
I can't shake the rage
I can't shake the pain
Baby you my love
I give you anything
I can walk away and my feet won't move
Holding on to you feel like something I should do
Baby, come stretch me out
I'm feeling for your love, I'm allowed
Why you make my mind this way?
Guess I'm a fool
Cause I still chose to stay
I know that you ain't ready but I love you now
Knew you needed someone just to hold you down
I wanna be your one, baby
I wanna be your first call, baby
Take me shopping at the mall, baby
You gotta choose, you say get it all, baby
Lately I feel so apart from you
Do she do it better, that's who calling you?
Do you answer when I'm sleep?
How fucked up is you?
When you fuck it up do you tell her that you love her too?
I need you to slow down
Babe you had my head fucked up
I'm tryna hate you, but I just rage
Don't wanna see you, but can't stay away
This shit so toxic and so bad for me
You fuck me good it feel like larceny
You leaving voicemails, won't you leave me be?
Made me so mad I'm on a killing spree
Queen
Made him so mad he wanna kill for me
But that's that toxic shit and I don't do toxic dick
Tryna make me mad like I want box this bitch
Socks and rocks and shit, damn near pop this bitch
I'm the key, I'll lock this bitch
Roll up, I rock this bitch
Ain't no playing, me, you gon' play yourself
Better pray to God, ****, save yourself
Irritating ass, put you on a shelf
I don't fuck with hoes, you be playing deaf
Do what I say or the hoe gotta go
I don't do it back and forth, bitch, play your role
Too real, I don't even want the hoe if I can't control it
Queen shit, bitch
I need you to slow down
Babe you had my head fucked up
I'm tryna hate you, but I just rage
Don't wanna see you, but can't stay away
This shit so toxic and so bad for me
You fuck me good it feel like larceny
You leaving voicemails, won't you leave me be?
Made me so mad I'm on a killing spree
Written by: Dayana Lee