[Verse 1: Pretty soon I'ma your phone Or you should it in yo pockets until you get home Don't wanna see no tweets about the night we Don't wanna hear reasons for it, I don't care You and I know I'm not just anybody And I bringing yo ass to all those after parties You enjoyed yourself too much and you ain't barely I can't invest in shit to end up broken-hearted
You stay pictures, pictures too show them to your bitches, bitches Just so you can make 'em Now I know where your is Man you stay taking those pictures, Just to show to your bitches, bitches So you can make 'em So now I dead this
[Verse 2: So lowkey, I just out the way I built a lab up in the crib so I leave all day You always try to rush out when I need you to But don't to post a pic of you with yo bae And by the way, I see through it I let you now cause I know you not use to it If is the way it is, don't even put me through it I'm quick to cut it off, if you don't I'll do it
[Verse 3: Lexii Boy don't tell me that you sorry You with them bitches every when you be partying you come late night, trying to hide your phone You know that shit'll end up in an argument Why you taking risk with me? me close by my waist, take pics with me Women crush Wednesday's shit to me kid shit and I don't let it get to me Literally the world know this shit Need a but you busy chasing hoes and shit You the to try to keep it on the low and shit I need a real fly nigga, I'm the coldest I'm so legit, I and get Got your bitches, they be all up on my and shit Look, it real, cause every time we chill All you do is post a pic