Daily Archives: February 9, 2018

Julia Michaels – Heaven

But bad boys bring Heaven to you
Fallin’ for him was like fallin’ from grace

But bad boys bring Heaven to you
They say "all good boys go to heaven"
No need to imagine
Something so sacred
And if you ask me
They say "all good boys go to heaven"
I still remember the moment we met
You don’t realise the power they have
They say "all good boys go to heaven"
It’s automatic
They say "all good boys go to heaven"
The touch that he planted
I would do it again
[Chorus]
Oooooh…
He wasn’t the one
[Intro]
Until they leave you and you want them back
But bad boys bring Heaven to you
‘Cause I know it’s true
He was so many sins
All wrapped in one
[Verse 2]
It’s automatic
The garden he left
No need to imagine
I’m not a sinner;
It’s just what they do

They say "all good boys go to heaven"
But bad boys bring Heaven to you
But he was my faith
No need to imagine

Would have done anything
But bad boys bring Heaven to you
[Chorus]
It’s just what they do
‘Cause I know it’s true
It’s automatic

I just thought it was fun
Ooooh… ooooh…
It’s just what they do
Had no idea what we would become
Everything for him
[Bridge]
ooooh… Ooooh…
[Verse 1]
There’s no regrets
But bad boys bring Heaven to you

[Chorus]

They say "all good boys go to heaven"
[Outro]
So hard to replace
Nothing in this world prepares you for that
‘Cause I know it’s true
Oooooh…

Love’s my religion
I guess the rain was just half that effect

Paramore – Rose-Colored Boy

I ain’t gon’ smile if I don’t want to
Just let me cry a little bit longer
And you’re turning it into a joke
And I have taken my glasses off
Low-key, no pressure, just hang with me and my weather
[Outro]

I want you to stop insisting that I’m not a lost cause

I know we all can’t be like you

Don’t make me laugh, I’ll choke
I wish we were all rose-colored too

I say "Well, maybe if you wanna go blind"
I ain’t gon’ smile if I don’t want to
Hey, man, we all can’t be like you

Don’t make me laugh, I’ll…
[Verse 1]
‘Cause I just killed off what was left of the optimist in me
I think I wanna stay in the car
But hearts are breaking, and wars are raging on
I ain’t gon’ smile if I don’t want to
I wish we were all rose-colored too

And I have taken my glasses off
You say "We gotta look on the bright side"
I wish we were all rose-colored too
I’m right at the end of my rope

[Intro]
[Chorus]
But boy, you ain’t ever seen my mind
And oh, I’m so annoyed
You got me nervous
[Verse 2]
[Bridge]
Hey, man, we all can’t be like you
But hearts are breaking, the wars are raging on
Low-key, no pressure, just hang with me and my weather
Rose-colored boy
‘Cause I’ve been through a lot
[Chorus]

A half empty girl
I hear you making all that noise
About the world you want to see
Hey man, we all can’t be like you
My rose-colored boy
[Pre-Chorus]

I ain’t gon’ smile if I don’t want to
Just let me cry a little bit longer
My rose-colored boy
Low-key, no pressure, just hang with me and my weather
Really all I’ve got is just to stay pissed off
You say my eyes are getting too dark now
Leave me here a little bit longer
If it’s all right by you
I don’t want anybody seeing me cry now
Low-key, no pressure, just hang with me and my weather
My rose-colored boy
My rose-colored boy
[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus]
Low-key, no pressure, just hang with me and my weather

You got me nervous
A half empty girl
Just let me cry a little bit longer
Just let me cry a little bit longer
I wish we were all rose-colored too

Portugal. The Man – Keep On (Uncensored)

All day long, ’til we’re dead and gone

(’til we’re dead and gone)
Maybe I missed out on my youth
[Verse 2]
And it’s all day long ’til we’re dead and gone
All day long
Burned out but I ain’t done
[Chorus]
All day long

Bangin’ my head against the wall
Don’t have a clue
(’til we’re dead and gone)

Grow up, be a winner
But nobody misses

All day long

What is it you do?
Bangin’ my head against the wall
[Verse 3]
All day long
Bangin’ my head against the wall
Got me confused
[Chorus]
Runnin’ till I’m wrong
[Chorus]

Ice cream meltin’ down
Keep on hangin’ on
All day long
Stuck here ’til I’m gone
And it’s all and it’s all and it’s all day long

Quite like I do
Bangin’ my head against the wall
Bangin’ my head against the wall
[Verse 1]
That old money privilege
Blow up, be a winner
I never listened
(be a winner)

Drippin’ on the ground
(Bangin’ my head against the wall)
(Maybe you’re not alone, that’s right)
Looked up in the sun
(grow up, be a winner)
Man in the mirror like

Young black and gifted
Fallin’ from a ladder
(Bangin’ my head against the wall)

Slippin’ on a banana
‘Til we’re dead and gone
Dead and gone
But I’m seein’ a pattern
Boys still throwin’ stones
‘Til we’re dead and gone
To tell the truth
Maybe I’m trippin’ to tell the truth
All day long
All day long
What you did

All day long
All day long, ‘tll we’re dead and gone

Playing it cool
And it’s all and it’s all and it’s all day long
Must be trippin’ like a cartoon
Never lose, gotta be the shoes
(Bangin’ my head against the wall)
I never knew
Got me thinking bout it
All day long, ’til we’re dead and gone
Got me thinkin’ ’bout it

SOB X RBE – Carpoolin’

You will never see me clutching on another nigga gun
B-b-b-bitch
Offense with them straps, you gon’ need D
Fucking on a ho bitch? You niggas sick as fuck
Can’t ride the wave, go home on your back pack
Take a chain on this neck, you are not able
Heard I don’t fuck with you? (Yeah bitch it’s true)
But I got bands for him tucked when he get back
Give a nigga all head ‘til its barely dome
Indian giver with his life, he can’t have back
Fuck the law, catch a case, nigga free Theeze
Cops looking for the Glock, ‘cause they think a nigga dumb
John Cena with them tints, you can’t see me

All this ice on, who the fuck gon’ rob me?
[Verse 3: Yhung T.O.]
B-b-b-bitch
And I don’t fuck with niggas, I’m a uncle tom
Fuck what you thought, fuck what you knew
When you jump in these streets ain’t no givin’ up
[Outro]
Hi-Tech turn a nigga to a zombie
Big .40, I’ll make a nigga give it up
Chop with a drum, cook fuckin’ up my lungs
Stand tall through it all, but we not tables
8 in a liter, when I sip it be strong
I’m a gold diggin’ nigga, need a check out a bitch
LV and Gucci had to mismatch
Smack for a band, don’t get bought in this bitch
And I don’t want the puss, lil baby just top me (give me head)
I’ll set it off in this bitch

If I wasn’t taken, I’d take a nigga bitch
Touch a hundred bands, yeah I did that
Bitch, what type of shit is you on?
Game on ‘cause we not playful Niggas wanna play?
Fuck it up sus, nigga getting at me wrong, I’ll fuck ‘em up sus
He ain’t putting in work, he a half ass
RBE SOB that’s the gang bitch
Want beef with the gang, you ‘gon need cheese
Bitch we won, all smoke, ain’t no peace at all
Let me hit it from the back, break the headboard
You know DaBoii, he a beast you can not tame him
[Verse 1: DaBoii]
Feel like Rick Ross, I’m the boss in this bitch
You will never see me posing with another nigga funds
And nigga reach for the chain, imma hit ‘em up
Bitch swallow all my kids, I’m a bad dad
I don’t fuck with niggas like a nazi
What are you doing here? Yo…what are you doing here? What are you doing here?
[Verse 2: Slimmy B]
Whole gang full of demons, we are not angels
Niggas laughing, we is down, now they laughed at

I got diamonds in my mouth, when I talk bitches lust
I can fix that Tired of them broke niggas?
(Yeah bitch it’s true) Six figures to my name?
Who the fuck gon’ stop me?
I been running at that bag ‘til it’s barely gone
All the eyes on us, but we not cable
Get to bustin’ have you niggas running, zig-zags (boom, boom)
And if you ever take my bitch she was barely mine

Yeah that’s your bitch but my dick, she be on
All these bands still hanging out my motherfuckin’ jeans
Bitch!
Before you play in that field, nigga kick balls
Aid or a kick back, real nigga been that (lil’ nigga)
Hit the lot, couple bands, yeah I did that
High of the kush, in the clouds you can find me
Just bought a Glock with the plug, where them sticks at?

All the time my brother got, he can’t get back
Four-five on my hip but I’ll tote a nine
First off, suck a nigga dick
[Intro]
Let a nigga hit like I’m Barry Bonds
Get off on who you mad at

Treat the ops like a blunt, I’ll chief ‘em all
Pole for an opp coming, suck a nigga clip
I’m a foreign car driver, I don’t ride no Civic

All these shooters with me, who the fuck gon’ try me?
And if it ain’t about a bag, I ain’t picking up
And for the right price, you can get your bitch back
Dumb bitch then be gone Ain’t tryna chase a bag?
Looking for revenge with this Glock, once we tap tap
[?] a nigga got, I’ll switch it up
Make you bulletproof the whip, like Young Dolph in that bitch (boom, boom)
Nobody else, then I know God got me
Crazy when you see the opp niggas clickin’ up
I’m a wild ass nigga and I don’t act civil
Bitch I’m a soldier, I don’t got no limit
I’ll pass her to the gang, they get neck out the bitch
If I gotta think twice, I won’t think at all
House visit with the chop, that’s who rock cradle
Clip so long, that it’s poking off my hip
Addicted to them racks, I’m a motherfuckin’ thief
Yeah, and we is not playin’
Am I really insane? (Yeah bitch it’s true)
Stich brain on the opps watch ‘em quack, quack
This street shit, naw nigga you don’t live that
If not, I don’t give a fuck
Crazy when you see your day ones switchin’ up
I don’t smoke no kush, I don’t smoke no skittles
Hit the road, get the bag, then I flip that
You was texting like you with it, what you scared for?

ZumBee – Funday Onna Sunday

He tried to swim with a shark, he gon’ fuck around and drown
I was seeing when I knew I had to get it one day
Monday through Sunday
[Chorus]
[Intro]
Call my niggas, tell ’em pack they bags, let’s have a fun day
I’m so special, I get Chick-fil-A on a Sunday
Not for me, open them doors
If you ain’t having fun, then why you doing it?
I was seeing when I knew I had to get it one day
[Verse 3]
[Verse 1]
When the clock strikes two all the panties hit the ground
[Outro]
Wish you was me, I know, I know
I can, and you can’t
I don’t understand man
No commercial, damn let’s board PJ down the runway
Add cheese on number four
All these oldheads feeling like they
I’m so special, I get Chick-fil-A on a Sunday
Uno, dos, tres
[Pre-Chorus]

Got three pretty girls with me and they tryna have fun
Sloppy top, yeah it was messy
Bitch we up, please check the score
Shiny goes boo, pretty ladies skip around
Trash can (ooh), ooh he stank (psh)
Oh, no, you not too old to have fun
Call my niggas, tell ’em pack they bags, let’s have a fun day
It’s only bosses in my circle, ain’t got time to sit around

We got bananas for you monkeys like we played in Jumanji
Ate my plate, I need seconds, need it all in my tummy
No commercial, damn let’s board PJ down the runway
[Chorus]
Whoa, I just came to have fun

I was seeing when I knew I had to get it one day
No commercial, damn let’s board PJ down the runway
I was seeing when I knew I had to get it one day
Let’s have a fun day
I can, and you can’t
So watch what you say
No commercial, damn let’s board PJ down the runway
I was seeing when I knew I had to get it one day
Whoa, I just came to have fun
I heard they hate you when you up but they gon’ love you when you down
[Chorus]

You know, just too old to have fun man
Stop all that flexin’
He mad (mad) ’cause he can’t (can’t)
Oh, no, you not too old to have fun
Tryna add to the pot like the bees do the honey
No commercial, damn let’s board PJ down the runway
Call my niggas, tell ’em pack they bags, let’s have a fun day
Whoa, I just came to have fun

When we was down man y’all was distant
He might as well put it down, it ain’t no bullets in his gun
I only want you for one night so you can leave when I’m done
It ain’t no bullets in your gun and tell me why the fuck you on it
My favorite color green ’cause I’m in love with the money
Fourth batter in the lineup, well bitch my bases loaded
Bases Loaded be the crew, and bitch it’s ZumBee at the mound
I can, and you can’t
Tried to bring some people with me on this journey, they didn’t listen
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, no, you not too old to have fun
I can (yes), and you can’t (hah)
Now my bases loaded full, I’m Michael J, he Scottie Pippen
We can all have fun, Lil Boat to Budden Joe
Blue cheese, salad dressing
Three bitches with me
Oh, no, you not too old to have fun
Oh, no, you not too old to have fun
[Verse 2]
Oh, no, you not too old to have fun
I’m so special, I get Chick-fil-A on a Sunday
Heard your boyfriend got a frown, ’cause you swallowed all my sons
Oh, no, you not too old to have fun
Whoa, I just came to have fun
Whoa, I just came to have fun
[Chorus]
Big racks (bands), in my bank (cash)
School nigga turned street, when you got caught I know you folded

With ease, ain’t it a blessing
So let’s all jump around until we reach another mode
Don’t want no gunplay
Whoa, I just came to have fun
I can, and you can’t
These niggas really ain’t your partners, can’t name one that’s really down

Whoa, I just came to have fun
I’m a fiend for that paper sort of like I’m Curtis Snow
Old bread stashed away for rainy days, it’s probably molded

I’m so special, I get Chick-fil-A on a Sunday
Call my niggas, tell ’em pack they bags, let’s have a fun day
Like Bobby Boucher
When the cows go moo and the sheep make a sound
My first hit was slept on, Banana Peels, I’m never slippin’

Whoa, they say they closed
(You not too old to have fun)

Got a little taste of money but I swear I need some more
Oh, no, you not too old to have fun
And you gets no play
Whoa, I just came to have fun

Blac Youngsta – Booty (Uncensored)

I can’t be loyal to you whore
I’m a motherfuckin rocket
Shake that booty in the car (Shit)

Money don’t walk, I gotta go and get it
Shake that booty in the store (Shit)
Ion really think you could, Twerk

I ain’t got no fucking heart
Shake that booty outside (Damn)
[Hook]
If I hit Alexis Skyy
You weren’t here from the start
Make that big booty, Twerk
If you broke, Go to, Work
[Verse 2]

Shake that booty, Can I lay on the booty?
I know my bitch love me
(Twerk)
(Twerk)

Copyright that booty
Girl I wanna see you, Twerk
Cause she rub my feet (Damn)
(Twerk)
Girl I wanna see you, Twerk
Can I touch that Booty?
[Hook]
Bounce that booty on the floor (Shit)
Go ahead and get a little low (Shit)
Ion really think you could, Twerk
Can I touch that Booty?
Mike Tyson on the booty
That booty, that big ol’ booty
Shake till you get a lil sore (Shit)
I’ll throw a lil money if you Twerk
I’ll throw a lil money if you Twerk
Show em, yo mamma made a hoe (Shit)
Make that big booty, Twerk
Make that big booty, Twerk
That booty, that big ol’ booty

Shake that booty, I’ll come visit
(Shit)
(Twerk)
If you thick, I might hit it
If you broke, Go to, Work
(Twerk)
Pop it, Stop it, Drop it, Pop it
Can I touch that Booty?
(Shit)
Ion really think you could, Twerk

If you broke, Go to, Work
You don’t fuck me, somebody goin’ fuck me
That booty, that big ol’ booty
Damn, skinny petite (Damn)
You don’t love me, somebody goin’ love me
Girl I wanna see you, Twerk
[Verse 1]
Shake that booty for a ride (Damn)
I’ll throw a lil money if you Twerk
Shake that booty, Can I lay on the booty?
Copyright that booty
Copyright that booty
Make that big booty, Twerk
You don’t touch me, somebody goin’ touch me
Make that big booty, Twerk
Mike Tyson on the booty
Make that big booty, Twerk
[Hook]
(Damn)
Mike Tyson on the booty
(Twerk)
(Damn)
Shake that booty on live (Damn)
Shake that booty, Can I lay on the booty?

Evidence – Jim Dean / Throw It All Away (At Vevo) (Live)

Rappers got this thing about power
Just an alley cat, got a lack of trust
Walking in the rain off the Jim Beam

Don’t get my way is when I act out
[Scratches]
(We’re staying out the way, we get away with a lot)
It’s been a minute since a while back
Trooper, just below forty with the wind chill
Put my tires in reverse and get some miles back
And if the line goes long, that was your support
He’s very concerned with how much rainfall, and of course, snowfall is going to be seen from many locations extending from California and beyond
Never waiting on the industry
(We’re staying out the way, we get away with a lot)
[Scratches]
(We’re staying out the way, we get away with a lot)
It ain’t a crime if you don’t get caught
Big dreams even if they doubt them
Round of applause, blow the horns like Miles back

(For you)
Waiting on the tables ’til the tables turning into me
Pot love, won, then I got stuck
[Verse 1]
(For you)
I know names who’re moving the same
All my shorties getting spin like the windmills
But only no dope and judge not if I know that
We’re staying out the way, we get away with a lot
My quiet thoughts at night can turn rowdy
I know names who’re moving the same
Crossed streets where reality and hard times meet
I ain’t thinking about BET
Bitter and sour, gossip at the top of every hour
(We get away with a lot)
Cause doing part two’s not the reason I came for
[Refrain]

Dreams broken on the boulevard, Jim Dean
Go back, hands on the clock, you call it throwback
But still the pot of gold about as real as the game shows

[Verse 2]

It ain’t a crime if you don’t get caught
The time done been elusive, ain’t a lack of love
Here to save the day and steal the game
I’m talking about debt, ‘D’ to add the ‘E-B-T’
This is not your thing, this is ours
There was a few times I wanted your respect
Fell, then I got up
[Refrain]
Never take my kindness for a weakness
Here to save the day and steal the game
(We’re staying out the way, we get away with a lot)
Back in my youth I was a wildcat

It’s dedicated if the line is short
Need is need, that ain’t weak shit
Gangsters got this thing about flowers

Light bulbs and bright ideas can turn cloudy
[Skit]

Anxious more than patient, I attack now
Until then I at the end of the rainbow
(We’re staying out the way, we get away with a lot)
[Verse 3]
But you try to play me like some kind of a threat
Weatherman, I’ve been hailed the sky curse
Eyes redder than the rastas on the swim team
But greed is greed, that’s some weak shit
It’s God’s work, that is not in my hands
I make a promise I’ma keep it (one-two)

91, Dub C, don’t work, you don’t eat
We’re staying out the way, we get away with a lot
[Scratches]
I never wasn’t sure if I wasn’t sure about them
Get a grip for bars like a gym beam
But I’m holding on tight for a few of my fans
I went from slow flow to never the same flow

Fire verses I write for what the prize worth
(We get away with a lot)

(For you)
Never went back down, never played the background
(We’re staying out the way, we get away with a lot)

Janice – You Only Say You Love Me In The Dark

You only say you love me in the dark
But every time we go outside
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Don’t keep me on the side
I see you dancing with a stranger

No one could find out about us
Why did your hands let go, hands let go of me?
Wear it out tonight
I don’t wanna play it
Don’t leave me wasting all my time
Don’t lie babe
[Chorus]
Don’t deny me babe
It’s so obvious
I feel your hands let go, hands let go of me
Say you love me, baby
Not just for a little bit
It was fun when we first started out
[Chorus]
Don’t lie babe
[Verse 2]
Can’t play that part, can’t play that part
You only say you love me in the dark
You only say you love me in the dark
Can’t play that part, can’t play that part
Oh oh, oh
Say you love me, baby
Wear it out tonight
Not just for a little bit
Say you love me
Tell me that you’ll always be mine
Say you love me
This game that we made up
You only say you love me in the dark
[Outro]
Turn your back, acting like we never touched
[Verse 1]
You only say you love me in the dark
Now you pretend I don’t exist
Don’t keep me on the side
(Say)
You only say you love me in the dark

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Can’t play that part, can’t play that part
Tell me that you are really [?]
It breaks my heart, it breaks my heart

Undercover lovers
I want you all the time
Don’t deny me babe

Wear it out tonight

I sing along to "all the single ladies"

[Bridge]
It breaks my heart, it breaks my heart

Don’t deny me babe
Oh oh, oh
Don’t keep me on the side
Oh oh, oh
Never felt quite like this
Don’t lie babe
It breaks my heart, it breaks my heart
[Chorus]

Jon Pardi – She Ain’t In It

Everything has changed
As long as she ain’t in it
I can drink and I can dance
Don’t wanna hear her name
But no matter how you spin it
[Chorus]

As long as she ain’t in it
Appreciate your call, means a lot and all
[Chorus]
As long as she ain’t in it
I can party, I can laugh
Hear a country song
If I run into her somewhere
If I run into her somewhere
[Verse 2]

I swear, I know its gonna hurt

We could hit that place down by the interstate
Out past the city limits
As long as she ain’t in it
Yeah, I might be going out
You and me can talk about anything you want
Say, it’s been at least a month since I’ve had any fun
I swear, I know its gonna hurt
Don’t wanna see her face
Yeah, I got a minute
Buddy, I’ll admit it
Don’t wanna see her face
[Verse 1]
Hangout all night long

Think I’m ready for a crowd
My life won’t be the same
As long as she ain’t in it
[Verse 3]
Don’t wanna hear her name

Liam Payne & Rita Ora – For You (From “Fifty Shades Freed’) (On The Today Show) (Live)

I’m free as a bird when I’m flying in your cage (so lost)
And I’m bleeding your love, you’re swimming in my veins
Wasn’t lookin’ for love ’til I found you (oh na-na, ayy)
Breathe me in
I’m diving in deep and I’m riding with no brakes
For love, ’til I found you (oh)

You got me now
Something so unusual in your eyes
Feeling your kiss on me
[Pre-Chorus: Rita Ora]

(Ooh na-na, ayy)

And I’m bleeding in love, you’re swimming in my veins
Been breaking for a lifetime for ya
[Chorus: Rita Ora]

For love, ’til I found you (oh)
Lips are made of ecstasy
I’m diving in deep and I’m riding with no brakes
[Verse 1: Rita Ora]
Wasn’t lookin’ for love ’til I found you (oh na-na, ayy)
You got me now
I’ll be yours for a thousand lives (a thousand lights)
[Pre-Chorus: Liam Payne & Rita Ora]
Been breaking for a lifetime for ya
You got me now (now)
Been breaking for a lifetime for ya
Been breaking for a lifetime for ya

[Chorus: Liam Payne & Rita Ora & Both]
Wasn’t looking for love ’til I found you
I’ll be yours for a thousand lives
Been waiting for a lifetime for ya (oh yeah)
I’m free as a bird when I’m flying in your cage
[Pre-Chorus: Liam Payne & Rita Ora]
I’m diving in deep and I’m riding with no brakes (no luck)
Been waiting for a lifetime for ya
For love, ’til I found you (oh)
[Outro: Liam Payne & Rita Ora]
Inside you’re beautiful

I know I’m home (yeah)
Every tear, every fear
Skin to skin
Been breaking for a lifetime for ya
Changing what I thought I knew

[Verse 2: Liam Payne]
In your eyes, I’m alive
For love, ’til I found you (oh)
[Chorus: Rita Ora]
Wasn’t lookin’ for love ’til I found you (Ooh na-na, ayy)

Been waiting for a lifetime for ya
For love, ’til I found you (oh)
And I’m bleeding in love, you’re swimming in my veins
Wasn’t looking for love ’til I found you (Ooh na-na, ayy)
Wasn’t lookin’ for love ’til I found you (oh na-na, ayy)
Been waiting for a lifetime for ya
Been waiting for a lifetime for ya
I’m free as a bird when I’m flying in your cage
For love ’til I found you (oh)
Gone with the thought of you

Lil Uzi Vert – Way Life Goes (On The Late Show With Stephen Colbert) (Live)

I tied up my RAF you strapped up your Rick
I know you’re sad and tired
Want me back, never (ooh)
Wish I never ever ever told you things
Go over there with that broke fella
I had to get a me a new bitch to hold the pain
You’ll get over it
I swear that you’ll get over it (you’ll get over it)
No I’m not a rat but I’m all about my cheddar

I know it hurts sometimes but you’ll get over it (no,no)
I know it hurts sometimes but you’ll get over it
You’ll find another life to live
Just talked to your homie she said we should be together
That just goes to show me money don’t attract a thing (real shit)
She’s sipping Moet, and yeah I swear it gets her wetter
Just talked to your homie she said we should be together
Gave me brain, was so insane that I made her my header
I know it hurts sometimes but you’ll get over it
I know it hurts sometimes but you’ll get over it (woah)
[Chorus]
[Outro: Oh Wonder & Lil Uzi Vert]

You’ll get over it
But I like that girl too much, I wish I never met her
I know you’re sad and tired
She don’t want me then I’ma let her
[Verse 1]
It goes like
My Louboutins new, so my bottoms, they is redder
She don’t want me I’m running wild
Hello I was listening to this song
But I like that girl too much, I wish I never met her
My new chick I swear that she better
Stuck to the plan even though you used to go with my mans
She’s sipping Moet, and yeah I swear it gets her wetter
If she ever call my phone you know I gotta dead her
You’ll find another life to live (you will)
I know that you’ll get over it
She smiling happy but I’m laughing ’cause her new man a lame
If she ever call my phone you know I gotta dead her

Just talked to your homie she said we should be together
That’s true, that’s right
You’ll find another life to live

If she ever call my phone you know I gotta dead her
That’s true, that’s right

I know that you’ll get over it
That’s true, that’s right

You’ve got nothing left to give
You’ll find another life to live

My Louboutins new, so my bottoms, they is redder
No I’m not a rat but I’m all about my cheddar
Gave me brain, was so insane that I made her my header
Diamonds on your neck, ice all on my wrist
My Louboutins new, so my bottoms, they is redder
Iced out heart on your neck trying to froze your ring
I know that you’ll get over it (oh)
You’ll get over it
[Pre-Chorus]
You know I respect her on that level
Walk off my Saint Laurent, that leather
Gave me brain, was so insane that I made her my header
You’ll find another life to live
You’ll get over it
I swear that you’ll get over it
[Verse 2]
She’s sipping Moet, and yeah I swear it gets her wetter
Complement my style
We was in Hawaii looking at the rain
(broke boi, broke boi, broke boi, broke boi)
[Pre-Chorus]
I was only only trying to show you things
[Chorus: Oh Wonder & Lil Uzi Vert]
I swear that you’ll get over it

You’ve got nothing left to give
Oh get over it
[Chorus]
You’ll find another life to live
No I’m not a rat but I’m all about my cheddar
But I like that girl too much, I wish I never met her

Sy Ari Da Kid – Read Receipts (feat. Eric Bellinger)

Yeah, king of the one word replies
But all these texts I really think you from Texas now (yeah)
It’s like you forgot where your bed is
Pull up on me before I pull up on you (skrrt)
You me with the old you
When it comes to petty shit I run this (oh yeah)
You never not home (yeah yeah)
I keep my emotions inside, yeah
Had me thinking about cuffin it
But all these texts I really think you from Texas now (yeah)
I should have know I’d regret it
I drive behind one of your neighbours

I got options, girl do it look like I’m stressing
I don’t ever tell the whole truth no one lie
I keep my emotions inside, yeah
Took a minute to remind myself

[Chorus – Sy Ari da Kid]

Usually we on some other shit
When it comes to petty shit I run this (oh yeah)
Just gone’ pretend like I read this
I got options, girl do it look like I’m stressing

Did the same thing to my nigga
100 100 100’s is what i tip her
Still shiting on my ex’s oh yeah
I got options, girl do it look like I’m stressing
We Netflix and chill without the Netflix, yeah yeah
But all these texts I really think you from Texas now (yeah)
[Chorus – Sy Ari da Kid & Eric Bellinger]
Just gone’ pretend like I read this
I done fell in love with a stripper
If you got all the answers then don’t ask me questions
Please let me know where your head is
All you say is I don’t ever call you
Know you got the message
Every time (eery time)
You make me feel like I’m crazy
Every time I’m always on my phone

I’m pressing the gate code now (here now)
What you don’t know won’t hurt
Forgot I was dealing with a professional
I’mma get it (yeah yeah)
Just gone’ pretend like I read this

Just gone’ pretend like I read this (I got you)
Yah I’mma get it (yeah)
Just gone’ pretend like I read this
I be on some bullshit, acting like the phone just died
You never on my phone (yeah yeah)
If you got all the (all the what) answers then don’t ask me questions
Just let me in girl why you playing (why you playing)
Fuck them leave them never trust a bitch
Whenever I’m home (yeah yeah)
[Chorus – Sy Ari da Kid]
Don’t act like you ain’t home now (yeah yeah)
If you got all the (all the what) answers then don’t ask me questions
[Intro – Sy Ari da Kid]
All you ever do Is wanna argue (why)
I keep my emotions inside, yeah
Left him on read never text him again
You know the phone let me know when you check it
Never ever say I ain’t loyal, ey
I’m getting close girl, I’m getting off the exit
[Verse 2 – Eric Bellinger]
[Verse 1 – Sy Ari da Kid]
Yeah, king of the one word replies
Just gone’ pretend like I read this
Yeah, king of the one word replies
When it comes to petty shit I run this (oh yeah)
I know you bout your money but shit goddamn
Just gone’ pretend like I read this (ooh yeah)