I know that

You’ve

Got a man

By your side sleeping right next to you

I’m sure that you’re

A big fan

Great guy knows your fam would kill for you

So what does

That

Mean to me

Don’t get me wrong want your joy I really do

But when I see you I can’t ever help the way I look at you

And I know that you see it kind of think you’re looking too

I stay up 4am just sitting drinking at your bar

You call me from your uber talk until your sleeping hard

So let me know if you want me to pick him up and crash his car into the wall

Girl I wouldn’t think at all or

I could float him off the roof and he’d be gone poof champagne toast for all girl don’t hesitate to call

Believe me I know how I sound but that’s just how you make me feel I’ll let you decide what’s real let me know cse

If you just gave me the look close his head between a book stash him in a little nook play that card

But I know

That it gets hard

I had me a thing way back when

We had a

Spot out in queens

Lots of dreams lots of memes and a cat named Bill

I Even told my momma

She was the one

That shows you What I know let my feelings go

Well it was great until it wasn’t packed her stuff up and she left

Something something something find herself you know the rest

And the only reason that I tell you this is just to say

I know how hard it can be take your time then let’s press play

And let me know if you want me to tie him up on his ankles weighted ball into the river he would fall

Shoot him right between the eyes no one cries well except for maybe you maybe not the best thing to do

I could sit him down and have a conversation after I cut off his thighs turned them to McDonald’s fries

What ever you want me to do just let me know because you've got me pretty bad and now I’m yours to have

And I know you need your time

I said a lot I wasn’t lying

Don’t think too much It’ll all be fine

I mean I knew right from the moment that I met you

That you had to be with me let me do my thing then leave it be

I’d tell him that you need his help right down the hall

He’d come running to the stairs I’d help him take a little fall

Invite him to your job and say you’ve got to talk

I’d take my bat right to his hat and on the concrete he’d lay flat

I mean I know that you’ve been with him for a while,

But we could drop him in the sewer act like its gators in the Nile

I swear that I don’t give a fuck bout what is fare

For you you know how much I care

And if you’ll have me I’ll be there