Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Halembert Caicedo
Songwriter
Al'Alif Purnama
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
tookhozy
Producer
Lyrics
I haven't written in months, I'm at your house all the time
I wanna be with you baby, I never pay her no mind
I never- yuh
I'm at your house all the time
I wanna be with you baby, I never
Last week I knew I went off rip
And then she asked me how could I go do this
I know I keep my phone off, you can't tell me shit
And there's a little bit more to us and to it, yuh
I wanna get away, I wanna get away
I wanna get away, I wanna get away
I wanna get away, I wanna get away
I wanna get away, I wanna get away
Close my tab at the bar please
Used to roll deep at the parties, look
Now it's just me and my car keys
And a bad ting want me like Arby's yuh
Nosebleed seats at the Barclays, wow
Watch your step 'round Bert please
Up real high like jerseys, wow
Bitch don't step and don't get loud
Got a little money but it's not enough money to keep me here
Keep me settled and keep me- look
Imma spin back like Rock did Riri, hit your jack
Break your headboard, break your back
Broke my promises but that
Comes with life that I been had
Told you that from jump (jump)
Wrap that second blunt
Rap done took my heart
Rap done broke my heart
Rap done made me friends
Rap done made me opps
Rap done
Get your seatbelt unfastened
Back row seats, I'm clapping cheeks
You been knew we was magic
You been knew we was- yuh
Last week I knew I went off rip
And then she asked me how could I go do this
I know I keep my phone off, you can't tell me shit
And there's a little bit more to us and to it, yuh
I wanna get away, I wanna get away
I wanna get away, I wanna get away
I wanna get away, I wanna get away
I wanna get away, I wanna get away
Writer(s): Halembert Caicedo
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