Lyrics

Hitting your phone like wassup You act like I'm just Trynna fuck And then you hang up And I call you back When I hang up You don't call me back Shit gets retarted The feelings fading I wrote this sh*t down While I pictured you naked I hop in the car Then you hop in right with me You start smoking that gas I start sipping that henny And I think you the one That's that drink fucking with me Cause my feelings have faded Cause I'm feeling really tipsy But double texting Double texting Double texting I regret it Get the message Read the message Why you acting Like you never get it Second chances Second chances Second guessing Why are you second guessing? Delete the number Then you pop up at random And I act like I never read it Smoking that gas Girl, what it do? Thinking about money? Girl, I'm thinking about you Pedal the pedal to the floor Girl, I'm Trynna. Make moves and I was trying to settle down with you Then you changed. I should've known But I hop in the car Then you hop in right with me You start smoking that gas I start sipping that henny And I think you are the one That's that drink fucking with me My feelings have faded And I'm feeling really tipsy Tell me, does that make you selfish?
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