[00:00.000] 作词 : Bhabie
[00:00.435] 作曲 : Bhabie
[00:00.870][Intro]
[00:06.626]ZvanZ
[00:08.631][Chorus: Lil Candy Paint]
[00:13.125]She havin' deep thought, and I can see it
[00:16.386]Everything that I say, know I mean it
[00:19.379]Said "I love you," just believe it
[00:22.618]I hate it when we argue for no reason
[00:25.872]Pourin' up that cup, I think I'm drinkin'
[00:28.873]I'm pourin' up for nothin', think I'm fiendin'
[00:31.872]She goin' off for nothin', think I'm cheatin'
[00:34.622]I can't blame lil' baby, I'm a demon
[00:37.120][Verse 1: Lil Candy Paint]
[00:38.372]We out, I order Sprite and put mother****ers in it
[00:41.127]But she don't like that shit when I be ignorant
[00:44.369]I'm pourin' up the pint what you had spent on rent
[00:47.369]If she don't like her ass, then we fixin' it
[00:50.370]Hop in X6 twin-turbo, big as shit
[00:53.371]My b***h bad and she boujee and she Snicker thic
[00:56.371]Nigga tryna pluck twenty-two, we split his wig
[00:59.372]You could try to try my shit, but you ain't gettin' shi
[01:04.619]You niggas desperatе for my ho
[01:05.877]I keep checkin' on my ho
[01:07.128]I ain't never strеssin' on my ho
[01:10.378]I count these backends with my ho
[01:11.868]You be actin' for your ho
[01:13.619]You'll get slapped in front of your ho
[01:16.872]I can't believe these jokes
[01:18.372]Nigga dapped me up sayin' "Bro"
[01:19.873]Then tried to talk to my ho
[01:23.125]But we ain't stressin' anything
[01:24.626]It's still purple everything
[01:26.127]It's still purple everything
[01:27.123][Verse 2: Bhad Bhabie]
[01:27.375]Blowing up his phone, I know I'm trippin' for no reason
[01:29.872]He gon' call it crazy, but I say I call it fiendin'
[01:32.873]He don't want no other ho's 'cause that lil' shit too easy
[01:36.376]Know I talk a lot of shit, but he know I don't mean it
[01:39.377]Big bro say I'm trippin', but I got a hundred reasons
[01:42.378]One hundred ****in' reasons, I'm never ever leavin
[01:45.620]Nope, I ain't leavin'
[01:47.121]Even if we ain't speakin'
[01:48.369]And if we ain't speakin', you know I'ma be tweakin'
[01:51.369]Need a real b***h, I ain't nothin' like these groupie ho'
[01:54.621]Nothin' like these niggas sittin' front row at your ****in' show
[01:57.878]He need him a real one, somethin' to make him feel some
[02:00.876]I know I ain't tripping man, about you I might kill some
[02:04.128](Yeah) Kill some, **** it, yeah, drill som
[02:07.369]Make one call, he'll still come 'cause I make him feel some
[02:10.874]Yeah, feel some, feel some
[02:13.622]This lil' somethin' different, swear to God it make him feel numb

作词 : Bhabie
作曲 : Bhabie
ZvanZ
She havin' deep thought, and I can see it
Everything that I say, know I mean it
Said "I love you," just believe it
I hate it when we argue for no reason
Pourin' up that cup, I think I'm drinkin'
I'm pourin' up for nothin', think I'm fiendin'
She goin' off for nothin', think I'm cheatin'
I can't blame lil' baby, I'm a demon
We out, I order Sprite and put mother****ers in it
But she don't like that shit when I be ignorant
I'm pourin' up the pint what you had spent on rent
If she don't like her ass, then we fixin' it
Hop in X6 twin-turbo, big as shit
My b***h bad and she boujee and she Snicker thic
Nigga tryna pluck twenty-two, we split his wig
You could try to try my shit, but you ain't gettin' shi
You niggas desperatе for my ho
I keep checkin' on my ho
I ain't never strеssin' on my ho
I count these backends with my ho
You be actin' for your ho
You'll get slapped in front of your ho
I can't believe these jokes
Nigga dapped me up sayin' "Bro"
Then tried to talk to my ho
But we ain't stressin' anything
It's still purple everything
It's still purple everything
Blowing up his phone, I know I'm trippin' for no reason
He gon' call it crazy, but I say I call it fiendin'
He don't want no other ho's 'cause that lil' shit too easy
Know I talk a lot of shit, but he know I don't mean it
Big bro say I'm trippin', but I got a hundred reasons
One hundred ****in' reasons, I'm never ever leavin
Nope, I ain't leavin'
Even if we ain't speakin'
And if we ain't speakin', you know I'ma be tweakin'
Need a real b***h, I ain't nothin' like these groupie ho'
Nothin' like these niggas sittin' front row at your ****in' show
He need him a real one, somethin' to make him feel some
I know I ain't tripping man, about you I might kill some
(Yeah) Kill some, **** it, yeah, drill som
Make one call, he'll still come 'cause I make him feel some
Yeah, feel some, feel some
This lil' somethin' different, swear to God it make him feel numb