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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kashcpt
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Junaid Baker
Composer
Kelsey Minaar
Songwriter
Naverone Albers
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Junaid Baker
Producer
Naverone Albers
Producer
Lyrics
I just got the Mary Jane in this bitch
'Bout to kick it, spit it on gang in this bitch
I ain't ever playing games no shit
Never no cap no bitch
Everything I wrote that's it
3 nights out, texting you drunk off my messaging
And hope that you get the messages
Nobody round you is real suffice toning you down
Holding it down and how 'bout your tone
And I know when you drinking up and alone
Baby, don't hit me late up on my phone
Got your girl like, why you gotta hit me on my phone?
Tripping like 3 nights in a row
Hit me I ain’t got nowhere to go
Shawty know that you been on the road
I ain't even got a place to go
Call me when you home
Baby, when you calling on the phone?
Time it's sounding like my ringtone
I don't like your tone
I had decent days when we alone
Decent days apart when we alone
I don't wanna sell it too long
But late nights making day of the day and night
And I never liked how you replace it, the state of mind
With the day and night wishing I been in a better light
Trip to paradise and that's cool assuming that's you
My foes ain't been a thought, could give a fuck about you
And maybe that's cruel but I'm really that dude
Really sometimes you could give a fuck
And maybe your fuck just can’t be enough
And maybe when you get what you want you ain’t have enough
Then wonder what you doing you summing and live it up
But sometimes you forget and you used to not give a fuck
And that's tough, baby that sucks when you giving that love
What was all of that fuss for? Just an evil way
I hate the conversations when we break
And I don't really like rejection
I could get the message you ain't gotta send shit
I could be standing right there
Impression on my bare face
And you could give a fuck about the feels
But I can tell you that I know that that shit for real
And I don't really like rejection
I could get the message
Tell me mami ain't you what I'm needing
Commas that I'm seeing and things without the money I believe in
Got your girl like, why you gotta hit me on my phone?
Tripping like 3 nights in a row
Hit me I ain’t got nowhere to go
Shawty know that you been on the road
I ain't even got a place to go
Call me when you home
Baby, when you calling on the phone?
Time it's sounding like my ringtone
I don't like your tone
I had decent days when we alone
Decent days apart when we alone
You ain't round when on my dark days
I just need a hand that I could hold a way
Baby get me in my feels
I got faith and I need something I could pray for
Hit me in the days that I'm away for
And I don't like to stay but stay away for
The lights dim but nicely you been light skin
I ain't lying that I liked it
On my psychi, prolly something I could vibe with
Fiending girl you got me dreaming
Tryna find a reason fighting all these demons
I had to intervent just to get my independence
I ain't even got it yet and maybe that's tough
And maybe that sucks that you high low
Or does it suck that you fucking on a high note
Oh Baby if it ain't the drugs or the high roll
Chopping on a high roll, leave you up to gyro
And baby you know how I spark like a pyro
And when I'm needing something recollect
And something intervent, a lot of stress
Man I been saying so
Even when I'm out here it's a mess
I hate to say I'm loving the allure or to feel this
We got issues and problems, fun having solving 'em
But of a drunk, like if it's fucking me up
Oh Lord my soul has a problem
Even you solving it, how will it stop?
This as I'm pouring a cup
Cup that I'm doubling
Bag I ain't fumbling
Shit that I'm doing I know my dream I'm perusing
I got illusions I'm following
I just got a plan
Maybe I got things that I regret
Things that I can't ever ever say
Shawty loving on a weekday
And maybe you could come up for a week day
Yeah you know I'm shopping for a freak day
But you could come away and take a free day
And I could take you honest on a beach day
And baby we could treat it like a work day
But I could treat you just like it's your birthday
Got your girl like, why you gotta hit me on my phone?
Tripping like 3 nights in a row
Hit me I ain’t got nowhere to go
Shawty know that you been on the road
I ain't even got a place to go
Call me when you home
Baby, when you calling on the phone?
Time it's sounding like my ringtone
I don't like your tone
I had decent days when we alone
Decent days apart when we alone
Written by: Junaid Baker, Kelsey Minaar, Naverone Albers