Lyrics

(I need you) oh, whoa, whoa (I need you) oh, whoa, whoa (damn, son, where'd you find this?) (I need you) oh, whoa, whoa (I need you) wish you weren't sexist, baby (J Beatz) 2 a.m. and I'm pouring up the liquor Not gonna lie, I ain't never felt sicker Gotta ease the heartache in my chest You know how to rip that out the best And I know I fuck bad bitches, that's cool But none of them hoes compare to you I do these things to get rid of you An' every time I think I do I I'm not gonna lie, all I think of is you When I hear my phone ring you Not gonna lie, every morning it's you Every night it's always you Not gonna lie, all I think of is you I can't help it, I miss my boo I hope you're happy with him, it's cool Fuck that bitch and fuck you too Bitch go die, bitch go die I really need to get you out my mind Bitch go die, bitch go die Every single day, I waste my time Bitch, you gotta die, gotta die, gotta die now Bitch gotta leave my mind now Die gotta, die gotta die now Bitch, you gotta leave my mind now Bitch, you gotta die, I don't know why Your dumb ass is on my mind "I'll never lie," bitch, yeah, right Fuck you, such a waste of time Yeah, I hate you, I love you, I miss you, bitch fuck you Yeah, go to a cliff and jump off bitch And if you survive, then jump again I'm not gonna lie, all I think of is you When I hear my phone ring you Not gonna lie, every morning it's you Every night it's always you Not gonna lie, all I think of is you I can't help it, I miss my boo I hope you're happy with him, it's cool Fuck that bitch and fuck you too Bitch go die, bitch go die I really need to get you out my mind Bitch go die, bitch go die Every single day, I waste my time Bitch, you gotta die, gotta die, gotta die now Bitch, gotta leave my mind now Die gotta, die gotta die now Bitch, you gotta leave my mind now, bitch, go die Bitch, go die, tell me why You left me here alone tonight Leave me alone, bitch, I'm fine You cheated on me, tore me up inside Baby, I'm better off in this world without you My bands are up, I'm blowing up I'ma count this money without you I'm not gonna lie, all I think of is you When I hear my phone ring you Not gonna lie, every morning it's you Every night it's always you Not gonna lie, all I think of is you I can't help it, I miss my boo I hope you're happy with him, it's cool Fuck that bitch and fuck you too Bitch go die, bitch go die I really need to get you out my mind Bitch go die, bitch go die Every single day, I waste my time Bitch, you gotta die, gotta die, gotta die now Bitch gotta leave my mind now Die gotta, die gotta die now Bitch, you gotta leave my mind now, bitch, go die Die bitch you really should I hope you choke on your own blood You played me like a little bitch I hope you choke on Satan's dick Die bitch, you really should I hope you choke on your own blood You played me like a little bitch I hope you choke on Satan's dick (oh) La, la, la-la-la Speed Gang takin' over La, la, la-la-la Speed Gang takin' over La, la, la-la-la Speed Gang takin' over La, la, la-la-la Speed Gang takin' over (oh)
Writer(s): Jeremy Brzozowski Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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