Lyrics

*achoo* Aha, excuse me I'm sick wit' it Yea, okay shoutout to my ex girls, yea Both of 'em And even though they hate my shit, yea Fuck it, I still love 'em I had to do it my way, I took the highway Now they tryna back us up just like a driveway But no thanks, yea Ay, man why you all up in my face Bad bitch contest and you in last place go away Okay they hate me when I'm off this shit But they my gateway drugs so you to blame for this My friends left me at the bar, and her crib is a little far I'm tryna call a cab but I ain't got no money on my card So at this point I need a friend 'Cause I ain't going home solo again So I just went and gave it one more shot And went a little something like this see I was like Hold up Whats going on, where you from? Did ya come with a group or did your friends not come? And there's a lot of girls here But you're the prettiest one So uh, put your number in my phone, though 'Cause I ain't going home alone though (yea, ay, yeah) And I mean this in the best way But you gon' be my worst case scenario To keep it intimate, yea, I'm feeling you Call your number to make sure it's you And I don't really say this often, but I fuck with you Please don't make me go and talk to someone new And I know this will sound weird but trust I mean what I say That I can see you every day and still feel the same way And if you with me, go and tell me it goes both ways I hope this whole conversation doesn't sound cliche 'Cause I done felt the chemistry See you're the one I kept my eye on I ain't with them petty hoes, nylon And if you let me call the plays Baby I'ma take it to the pylon We can go the distance, and we can get our miles on What, whatcha say Man, I can tell by the look on your face That she was diggin' it, I'm thinking okay We should close our tab and we should head that way Yeah you had me like Hold up, what's going on? Where you from? Did you come with a group or did your friends not come? And there's a lot of girls here but you're the prettiest one So uh, put your number in my phone though Cause I ain't going home alone no (yea, ay, yeah) And I mean this in the best way But you gon' be my worst case scenario, yeah And I don't know what's gotten into me (woo) Think it's something to do with you All of a sudden I got some energy And I wanna waste it all on you (yeah) Okay I woke up in the morning I was sober, rolled over And saw you laying right here in this bed, ay And I don't really know what happened In my head I started laughing So I tapped you on the shoulder and said Yeah you had me like Hold up, what's going on? Where you from? Did I come with a group or did my friends not come? There were a lot of girls there, you weren't the prettiest one But uh, take my number out your phone though, hey I'm 'bout to take the cab alone though And I mean this in the best way But this is my worst case scenario Yeah I'm gone
Writer(s): Travis Aaron Moore, Mitchell Quilleon Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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