[Verse 1: Pretty soon I'ma your phone Or you should hide it in yo until you get home Don't wanna see no tweets about the night we wanna hear reasons for it, baby I don't care You and I both know I'm not just And I regret yo ass to all those after parties You enjoyed yourself too much and you barely started I can't invest in shit to end up broken-hearted
You taking pictures, pictures Just too show them to your bitches, Just so you can make 'em Now I know where your is Man you taking those pictures, pictures Just to show them to your bitches, So you can make 'em So now I gotta dead
[Verse 2: So lowkey, I stay out the way I a lab up in the crib so I don't leave all day You always try to rush out I need you to stay But don't forget to post a pic of you yo bae And by the way, I see right it I let you now cause 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 you come late night, trying to hide your phone You that shit'll always end up in an argument Why you always taking with me? Hold me close by my waist, take pics me crush Wednesday's mean shit to me Little kid shit and I let it get to me Literally the whole world know shit Need a girl but you chasing hoes and shit You the to try to keep it on the low and shit I a real fly nigga, I'm the coldest bitch I'm so legit, I and get Got your bitches, be all up on my shows and shit Look, it real, cause every time we chill All you do is post a pic