Lyrics

I suppose Think I'm with you every day You always talking shit Like I should know Still tryin' to act if that's okay I suppose I want you to myself Your peach give me good health (yeah) I need you, need you, need you (okay) Bad batch, I'll bite the belt (ay) PCP on my shelf (okay) Might be bad for my health I need you, need you (need you) Can't seem to get away Even if you run track and you faster than me I be in the back like (ooh, ooh, ooh) Tell me what it's gonna be You should take a break See my love out late, working for you Talkin' seven nights I can nine to five Tell me what it feel like, feel like, feel like I can make it feel good, feel good, yeah Tell me what I gotta say Tell me what I gotta be She cook me salmon with the rice She wanna fuck me, she so nice Still tryna bag, it's okay Okay, it's okay (yeah) I suppose You think I moved to Alabama That or your heart got cold like icicles You tried to play me like pianos (piano) I suppose I want you to myself Your peach give me good health I need you, need you, need you (okay) Bad batch, I'll bite the belt (yeah) PCP on my shelf (okay) My pump when I inhale (yeah) I breathe you, breathe you, breathe you I want you bad Need you, want you What's there left to say? I need you bad, what can I do? Nothing left to say, ay (ay) I want you bad Need you, want you What's there left to say? I need you bad, what can I do? Nothing left to say, ay (ay) But I gotta go now (yeah) By you Stay with you There's so much to do But I gotta go now But I gotta go now
Writer(s): David Pimental, Danny Mckinnon, Amain Berhane Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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