Lyrics

Let me put down that cup, we was at my brother's turning up Smoking like we ain't give a fuck, lil mama what's up Ask her what time she pulling up, everybody headed to the club Now my shawty turning up, tell me I'm doing too much How the fuck I'm doing too much, liquor kicking in I don't even know if I'mma spin, all I know is shawty got me fucked up I'm down on my love, I don't get enough Don't care what it is, cause I know what it was Tell me lil mama why you always wanna fuss Why you wanna treat a nigga like a scrub Only wanted you but you always wanna judge Tryna work it out, really wanna give up Get around you, I can't help it Miss your perfume, I can smell it You need your nails done, I'mma Zelle it I put VVS through your necklace Just gotta make sure that you special You want a business, I'll help you You a part of me, you a vessel I ain't a player, we leveled Few bottles in might blackout Whole lot of women in the club looking bad now Got my shawty pissed off, staring in the background One wrong move, flip this bitch into Smackdown Keeping my composure, feet all on the sofa Screaming out money, ain't a thing till it's over All my niggas with me from a kid to a soldier Still the same kid, just a little bit older Clock strike three, you know what that mean Can't stay here, so we all gotta leave Put my arm around my shawty and she staring at me Then ask who the fuck do really wanna be I'm like, what do you mean? She say you do the same damn thing Say you love me but you never on me I'm like, what do you mean She like, you should know what I mean Hopped in a Uber, left my ass in the street I'm down on my love I don't get enough Don't care what it is Cause I know what it was Tell me lil' mama why you always wanna fuss Why you wanna treat a nigga like a scrub Only wanted you but you always wanna judge Tryna work it out, really wanna give up
Writer(s): Kiana Locke Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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