Ripped Up

So I hope you sing this all night long
With your ripped up jeans, and your high heels on
Hope you think of me in my L.A. home
With my brand new thing, and my ice all on
All the Saint Laurent, won't get you what you want
If you try to call me, leave a message at the tone
Said I hope you sing this all night long
With your ripped up jeans, and your high heels on

I thought it was a given what you'd call us, yeah
Ooh It's been a minute since we caught up, yeah
I really wanna to hear your voice, I'd sound like a bitch saying that
Ride around in the whip playing back
All the songs we'd fuck to, thinking, "god I love you"
I really wish that I could quit saying that, but I can't
I hate feeling desperate, shit, I know you read my messages
Spent hours on two sentences, I know I shouldn't send this shit
But click, there it goes, fuck
Yeah I fell for you, I'm still falling, you got off the train, but I'm still on it
Been sober even though I'm going through it, where we meet in dreams, been mad consistent
Be on social media, just scrolling through, shit, I see a meme and want to tag you in it
But I can't, cause it'd be weird now, you know? Oh, it's like that
You playing now, three dots popped up, went a way
Damn, I know you tried to write back
I wanna take you out, treat you right, buy you food, touch your ass
Lay you down, freak you like, well you already know, I ain't gotta touch that
Yeah, I'm just tryna keep it one hundred
Shit, I don't really know where this is going
But I'm really hoping something comes from it

So I hope you sing this all night long
With your ripped up jeans, and your high heels on
Hope you think of me in my L.A. home
With my brand new thing, and my ice all on
All the Saint Laurent, won't get you what you want
If you try to call me, leave a message at the tone
Said I hope you sing this all night long
With your ripped up jeans, and your high heels on

Ayy, why's everyone scared to say shit?
Since way back, I've been up front, I'm never scared to say it
You gonna act like we don't know each other?
We've got a ton of hours that we shared naked
You're very basic, passed up on the only guy to show you
He can really take care of a lady, like
I'm hung up on the fact that, I know I'll never get the chance back
At getting real close to you, I've tried hard, but it's harder getting over you
And now I'm stuck all up in my own head, fear of growing old, being alone and
Shit changed up, you all caged up, and now me and you really aren't the same us
Yeah, right person, but the wrong time then, right person but the wrong mind set
Who fucked it up for me didn't invest in you, check my stock, I've got a lot of time spent
Over thinking that I'm overthinking shit, patching holes up, while aboard my sinking ship
Passing hos up, what the fuck I'm thinking?
Shit, all in hopes that we could be a thing again
Feel it stinging when I see you out, you've got a smile on though, I'm happy for you
Just frustrated it got cut short, I want to colonize, but only half explored you
Yeah, I'm just tryna keep it one hundred
Shit, I don't really know where this is going
But I'm really hoping something comes from it

So I hope you sing this all night long
With your ripped up jeans, and your high heels on
Hope you think of me in my L.A. home
With my brand new thing, and my ice all on
All the Saint Laurent, won't get you what you want
If you try to call me, leave a message at the tone
Said I hope you sing this all night long
With your ripped up jeans, and your high heels on

So I hope you sing this all night long
With your ripped up jeans, and your high heels on
Hope you think of me in my L.A. home
With my brand new thing, and my ice all on
All the Saint Laurent, won't get you what you want
If you try to call me, leave a message at the tone
Said I hope you sing this all night long
With your ripped up jeans, and your high heels on



Credits
Writer(s): Ollie Joseph
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