Lyrics - Battery

Run that back for me

How you talkin on the phone like that to me

I had to put an end to it, how it had to be

Bruised heart, better charge that girl for battery

Battery

Run right back to me

Said you wanna be alone, “too bad for me”

I used to write you these songs, now we enemies

Heart dead, gotta charge it like a battery, battery

Tears they keep fallin

Fights in the night to arguments in the morning

Wake up to missed calls, keep crossing the list off, its gettin me pissed dawg

Keep puttin my all in

I swear

Thug it out

Move along, brush it off

Aint no slowing down

Got no time for no love

Tell her move around

Do this shit for the lost ones

So every problem its gon cost one

Run that back for me

How you talkin on the phone like that to me

I had to put an end to it, how it had to be

Bruised heart, better charge that girl for battery

Battery

Run right back to me

Said you wanna be alone, “too bad for me”

I used to write you these songs, now we enemies

Heart dead, gotta charge it like a battery, battery

Give a fuck bout your friends if they not a fan of me

Already know how this ends, its just not meant to be

I been knew Im the man, dont gotta pretend to be

Dont ask the price for these grams, I kick it for 10 a piece

Cant believe

I stressed about you when Im flossy

Got Fiji water on my neck dont do the Voss way

Not with the pretending, Im just me, not one to cosplay

Like why they interfering with the process

Tell me what it is right now (Yeah)

You really actin like a bitch right now (Yeah)

Stay down my brother dont you switch sides

I see through your disguise

You better get right

Run that back for me

How you talkin on the phone like that to me

I had to put an end to it, how it had to be

Bruised heart, better charge that girl for battery

Battery

Run right back to me

Said you wanna be alone, “too bad for me”

I used to write you these songs, now we enemies

Heart dead, gotta charge it like a battery, battery

Pursue the cash, I cant be chasin on no thot ho

After the neck, I kick her out like arigato

I cant be stressin, I be swervin through these potholes

Want do me dirty, always be plottin on what I got tho