Yeah, rolling

A B-Flat track

I was your main but you had me at the dead bottom

I used to treat you like a Louboutin and spank it till you had red bottom

But lately, you been keepin' my head throbbin

Let's see where we went wrong

We was Flintstones, I had your bed rockin

Rushing to get my black tail home

Cause I had bitches in my face showing more teeth than a rat tail comb

I'm tryna be faithful and grateful so my place in your haven don't ever fade away

Another late night in the yo, baby

And you hit me up to say baby what's good

I know you been workin so hey maybe I could

Bring you some food I don't mind ya know

See girl you been there through the highs and lows

But if it really get low girl I gotta know

If you care you'll be there like you used to be yeah

Like will I have to do without them backrubs

Will you act a fool and will I act tough

And will you send a text to check up on me girl regardless oh

See after the newness is out the door

And you don't always get what you want

I know this is wild, but I gotta know

Would you love me girl if it get

Bad, what'll happen if we get mad

Would you throw away what we had

Would you care for me the way you did before it got so

Bad, could you give it all that you had

Would you still be givin' yo last

Would you care for me the way you did before it got so

I love the way you encourage me when I need it most

See that just brought us closer

You make me want to grow

Everyday girl you just amaze me, girl don't ever go no

And if you care you'll be there like you used to be yeah

But will you change your mood

Start entertaining other dudes

And make it so I don't recognize you, all because we ain't just how we used to be

Baby, would you still make room for me

Or, would you just make excuses see

I ain't got time for that

I only got time for you and me but if it's

Bad, what'll happen if we get mad

Would you throw away what we had

Would you care for me the way you did before it got so

Bad, could you give it all that you had

Would you still be givin' yo last

Would you care for me the way you did before it got so

Bad as a 3-year-old with a temper tantrum

Bad as Michael Jackson in leather jackets

I'm talkin badder than a three week old casserole girl we need better habits

Throw my hands up I should let her have it

I'm tired of tryna prove that you need me

Leave me hangin if need be

I can't breath if you leave me

On my knees you believe me

Make a creed to sweep my feet from beneath me

Cause babygirl I, I need it

Bad, what'll happen if we get mad

Would you throw away what we had

Would you care for me the way you did before it got so

Bad, could you give it all that you had

Would you still be givin' yo last

Would you care for me the way you did before it got so