Yeah I was just wanting you to call me but you won't call back (ahhhh, ahhh, ah)

It's whatever (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Gave your phone a ring and it went to voicemail (it went to voicemail)

I didn't know I was off your clientele

I'm the one you need but you steady fail

To see it's me I'm always there

I peeped what you sent in your underwear

I'd love to see what's under there

Could you call me plz, don't jump that ledge

Your so far away don't do me like that

Been holdin you close but you far away

And yet you do me like

Girl it's not yo place

So unfair (yeah)

Yeah

Yeah

Like don't you never ever call me boring

Every five seconds gotta play wit yo nose ring

Met your parents they took us to Paris

Holdin yo hands and kissin you in France

These moments I really didn't like plan

Yeah, you took advantage

Didn't even get my message

Babygirl you know you the antidote

You the flight to my kite can't let you go

These demons they won't let me go

Member that day it was back in Paris

Back in the states you act embarrassed

If we lost that vibe just make it clear

It's kinda weird

And I know I'm not the only one

All them guys inside yo live it made me jealous love

I aint even the jealous type but I be over bummed

And you can call me Goldberg, cup of joe love

Hell yeah, yeah, yeah

I, I'm not allowed to talk to you

I don't know I'm not allowed to talk to you

Kinda got me goin crazy not allowed to talk to you

Talk to you

Gave your phone a ring and it went to voicemail (I did )

I didn't know I was off your clientele

I'm the one you need but you steady fail

To see it's me I'm always there

I peeped what you sent in your underwear

I'd love to see what's under there

Hell yeah, yeah, yeah

Aye, like what's the deal with all the hype

Even tho I ain't sayin nun you know I want a bite

Outta sight so outta mind

And I be usin all my might

Girl I need a bite, say the word you know I-

Yuh

Packin my bags I'm on the road

I hope you know that I'm a stoner

And you can say them times are over

I've been workin on my anger

You textin me late and you ain't sober

Bae, I'll come right over

Just like you said them time are over

And it is what is not allowed to talk to you

After all these fucking years, I'm not allowed to talk to you

Back in the day I walked you to school

Still you chose that other dude (oof)

Yeah you know it's cool, boo

Gave your phone a ring and it went to voicemail (yeah it's kinda like fuck you bitch)

I didn't know I was off your clientele (if that's how you really feel)

I'm the one you need but you steady fail

To see it's me I'm always there

I peeped what you sent in your underwear

I'd love to see what's under there