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