Lyrics

You got me fiending for the bottle in the middle of this shit hole town I'm at a bar a couple blocks away from where my car broke down Mile Marker 17 girl how the hell did you get so mean You got me fiending for the bottle in the middle of this shit hole town Fuck you good riddance Pack your shit out the door I'm not kidding no no I can tell that you've done this before She got me down bad sippin on the yak Bartender pour me something from the tap Got me down bad I'm texting your mom like how you be so nice but the devil be a spawn yeah Down bad down bad got me feelin so sad so sad She got me down bad Bitch got me down bad And now she's talking child support and we ain't even got a kid Yeah that's your baby daddies working 80+ a week And she say she wants half of it Makes no fucking sense She didn't even cook or clean she played me like a sucker She was living rent free oh yeah I can tell that you've done this before Fuck you good riddance pack your shit out the door I'm not kidding no no Stop begging I just need you to go She got me down bad sippin on the yak Bartender pour me something from the tap Got me down bad I'm texting your mom like how you be so nice but the devil be a spawn yeah Down bad down bad got me feelin so sad so sad She got me down bad Bitch got me down bad Sippin on the yak Bartender pour me something from the tap Got me down bad I'm texting your mom like how you be so nice but the devil be a spawn yeah Down bad down bad got me feelin so sad so sad She got me down bad Bitch got me down bad
Writer(s): Sean Haywood Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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