Dari
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Grim Ox
Vocals
James Foreign
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Grim Ox
Songwriter
James Foreign
Songwriter
Jesse Tucciarone
Songwriter
Matthew Grimaldi
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SIGHOST
Producer
Lirik
You got somebody on your mind, and it's sure not me
Begging for these things you claim you need, you know they're sure not free
Girl, you're cheating the game I don't like how you play
You're cheating the game, whose been teaching you these ways
How you expect me to play along with you?
Just like tar on the hand of an MLB pitcher
Keep on running from your problems and you finna get blisters
Think you ain't got none cause I'll make a whole list of
When you told me them things, meanwhile you had a whole mister
When I told you them things clearly I had your whole attention
Brought the truth up to you, so tell me why'd you get defensive
Got my feelings in suspension, 'round your feelings you been dancing oh
You got somebody on your mind, and it's sure not me
Begging for these things you claim you need, you know they're sure not free
Girl, I thought you had my back, you tripping
Tried to talk to you, baby, but you were so dismissive
How you call yourself miss independent
And somehow you still need me to finish every sentence
But damn, mama, I know I'm here for it all
It's okay to slip, but I won't let you fall
She keep on taking it, I'm knocking down her walls
I love the way you look, girl tell me what you on
You busy working on your body, only time you ever hit me is to get naughty
Shit got me fucking salty, work that eleven to seven, like that shit was your hobby
Like you was supposed to be my shawty, now that **** waiting for you in the lobby
Better not be touching on your body, like how you fucking with somebody and it's not me
You got somebody on your mind, and it's sure not me
Begging for these things you claim you need, you know they're sure not free
How you expect me to play along with you?
Just like tar on the hand of an MLB pitcher
Keep on running from your problems and you finna get blisters
Think you ain't got none cause I'll make a whole list of
When you told me them things, meanwhile you had a whole mister
When I told you them things clearly I had your whole attention
Brought the truth up to you, so tell me why'd you get defensive
Got my feelings in suspension, 'round your feelings you been dancing oh
Written by: Grim Ox, James Foreign
