Do Re mi (FRND Remix)
Yeah, if I could go back to that day we met
I probably would just stay in bed
You run your mouth all over town
And this one goes out to the sound
Of breaking glass on my Range Rover
Pay me back or, bitch, it's over
All the presents I would send
Fuck my friends behind my shoulder
Next time I'mma stay asleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
And you got me thinking lately
Bitch, you crazy
And nothing's ever good enough
(good enough, good enough...)
I'm ghost
Do, re, mi, fa, so fucking done with you
Do, re, do, do, re, so fucking done
Do, re, mi, fa, so fucking done with you girl
Send the X and Os on another note
If I could go back to that day we met
I probably would've stayed in bed
You wake up everyday
And make me feel like I'm incompetent
Designer shoes and Xanax tabs
Compliment your make-up bag
You never had to buy yourself a drink
'Cause everybody wanted to tap that ass sometime
And you got me thinking lately
Bitch, you crazy
And nothing's ever good enough
Good enough...
So send the X and Os on another note
Do, re, mi, fa, so fucking done with you
Do, re, do, do, re, so fucking done
Do, re, mi, fa, so fucking done with you girl
Send the X and Os on another note
Send the X and Os on another note
I'm ghost
Send the X and Os on another note
I'm ghost
I probably would just stay in bed
You run your mouth all over town
And this one goes out to the sound
Of breaking glass on my Range Rover
Pay me back or, bitch, it's over
All the presents I would send
Fuck my friends behind my shoulder
Next time I'mma stay asleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
And you got me thinking lately
Bitch, you crazy
And nothing's ever good enough
(good enough, good enough...)
I'm ghost
Do, re, mi, fa, so fucking done with you
Do, re, do, do, re, so fucking done
Do, re, mi, fa, so fucking done with you girl
Send the X and Os on another note
If I could go back to that day we met
I probably would've stayed in bed
You wake up everyday
And make me feel like I'm incompetent
Designer shoes and Xanax tabs
Compliment your make-up bag
You never had to buy yourself a drink
'Cause everybody wanted to tap that ass sometime
And you got me thinking lately
Bitch, you crazy
And nothing's ever good enough
Good enough...
So send the X and Os on another note
Do, re, mi, fa, so fucking done with you
Do, re, do, do, re, so fucking done
Do, re, mi, fa, so fucking done with you girl
Send the X and Os on another note
Send the X and Os on another note
I'm ghost
Send the X and Os on another note
I'm ghost
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Tyler Musto, Andrew Maxwell Goldstein
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