IPhone go silent like I ain't need the stress Fuck that shit, you know I need the sex A lot of niggas in the game but I can not vouch for 'em Niggas ball, but is he ballin' for you? He your ex, I'm your ex too Shawty I never could talk shit you know I

I blame it on your love I blame it on your love, I do Every time I fuck it up I can't help it, I can't stop Sorry, I blame it on your love, yeah Every time you get too close I run, I run away And every time you say the words, I don't know what to say

I guess you were right I'm tired of begging you to love me Goodness, gracious, you're amazing According to you, I'm a lucky lady You say that I'm too crazy My straight jacket's custom-made though (with fucking diamonds) My straight jacket's custom-made

Fuckboy bow down Spin off in the coupe, typhoon (skrt skrt) I act an ass, baboon Wrappin' that dope, cocoon Young rich nigga in the room Finesse a nigga, no raccoon Spending M&M's in June Took a trip to Cancun They try to play us, they play themselves

There's not a thing you can do You're fucked and I am too I can't remember the last time I smiled Behind these eyes there's a devil inside Oh God I know I'm fucked Something is just not right I need to leave this place Out of mind, out of sight My evil

Why do you look at me when you hate me? Why should I look at you when you make me hate you too? I sense a smell of retribution in the air I don't even understand why the fuck you even care And I don't need your jealousy yeah Why drag me down in your

I got too much sauce, sauce Know what to do with it You don't know what to do with it (Right, right, right, yeah, damn, right, right) There's too much sauce in the food for you Too much sauce Even though, I'm good without you I'm fucking with you

I’m touchin’ you tonight, I’m lovin’ you tonight (Wait nope) Touchin’, lovin’, fuckin’, can’t make up my mind Oh, I’m sorry, oh, you mad that I came to the party? Like, no no no You took your girl to the club and now she gone, gone, gone Now she asking

Had this dream that I woke up in a 'Rari Can't fuck with you niggas, I'm sorry I'm too fly, I spread my wings and I'm soaring Used to trap them birds, now I'm fly like a bird Wassup Pablo? What's poppin? You got them birds? D-low?

I just took one sip, all them cars move in slow-mo (Slow-mo, slow-mo) Broke up with me one day, girl your heart's just so cold (Like so fucking cold) Said that I'd give you the world and you turned it to a snow globe Said she wanna go to SoHo (SoHo,