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Think about the worst date you ever had

Where it was all bad

The type of situation to make you say

Goddamn... I'm going out sad

Well that was me a while back, let's take a look

Met this girl walkin home from hittin the books

She looks over at me sayin "boy ya real cute"

I look at her thinkin "oh yea I'm finna cook"

We talkin for a while and I'm noticing her smile and her style

And she says "gon head and take my number down"

Fast forward a week, and we kickin at her place

I can tell she want the diqué, it's all over her face

We start knockin boots, I'm puttin work in

She losin her mind, I mean berserkin

We goin round for round, wood is good

I'm standing over her like "she might've earned a Burkin"

She bought her brother some clothes

Told me to take 'em instead

Pulled a crisp ass Benji while she laid in bed

Told me to buy somethin nice wit ya newfound bread

Then move closer to me and started giving me head

I'm thinkin to myself

"Man what a life

What a natural high

Like I am a kite"

Really enjoying myself cuz the shit real lit

It's crazy cuz i ain't Sign Up for this shit

But I like it

I ain't Sign Up for this shit

But I like it

Fast forward a while, cuz we both get busy

And we link back up, and the sitch get sticky

We mess a round a few times

And just in due time

She wants to do time

Make you boo time

Whoa... I'm just chillin

Right now ain't the time to get in my feelings

She said oh... well you just wait

While we on the topic let's go on a date (Mmmmm)

I got an idea

Let me make the plan clear

(Shit, I mean) I'm thinkin we could go catch a flick

What movie you wanna see, girl you take ya pick

She says "this one", I'm like that looks lit (Let's go)

We pull up, ready to catch the flick

Cuddling in the corner, being cute and shit

Having a wonderful time, should've took a pic

Then she gets a call and she's gotta take it

So she goes, and the movie flows

She comes back cryin (For what?) man who knows

"My ex was just here, my sister was supposed

To send him somewhere else and we just came to blows"

(Oh shit) (This **** is wylin)

Are you for real?

She shakes her head yes... okay we need to peel

She asks me for my hat because he took some of her hair

And also for my phone, he stole hers in the scare (Bruh what the hell)

We get outside, the police are here

The witnesses here to make the situation clear

While we waitin, she calls her ex up

They get to going at it making one big fuss

Get the report from 12, and I take her home

And I ask for my hat and of course my phone

Get my shit without saying a peep

At this point, I just want to go to sleep

A week goes by and the coast is clear

I go bout my life then the ex appears (Huh?)

I get a call as I'm leaving the gym

It's from her number... hm... but it's really him

He talkin all this shit sayin "that pussy is mine"

Yea that's fine

But why you on my line?

Fight over her... you gotta be sick

I ain't Sign Up for this shit

I ain't Sign Up for this shit

I ain't Sign Up for this shit

I ain't Sign Up for this shit