Over (Your Shit)
Remember when I met you, walked through
Called my name and you came and spoke to me
I knew you, not knew you, kinda mutual
Still open to what we could be
Friends or lovers
And I've already told ya
It won't come easy
Dunno what spell, I was under, took my number
And said that you'll link when I'm free
You played a game
And you were barely winning
I wish I saw your shit from the beginning
You do your ting you do it very well
Been here before it should've rang a bell
You too G'd up baby no stringer bell
I brought you heaven and you gave me hell
I told myself that only time will tell
Now I'm fucked up and your love is my drug
Yeah
Over, I'm over (your shit)
I'm over, I'm over your shit, now
Over, I'm over (your shit)
I'm Over, i'm over your shit
How many bitches do you need?
Fulfil your wishes and your needs
How many bitches do you need now... over your?
Over, I'm over your shit
You played a game
And you were barely winning
I wish I saw your shit from the beginning
You do your ting you do it very well
Been here before it should've rang a bell
You too G'd baby no stringer bell
I brought you heaven and you gave me hell
I told myself that only time will tell
Now I'm fucked up and your love is my drug
Yeah
Over, I'm over (your shit)
I'm over, I'm over your shit, now
Over, I'm over (your shit)
I'm Over, i'm over your shit
How many bitches do you need?
Fulfil your wishes and your needs
How many bitches do you need now... over your?
Over, I'm over your shit
Called my name and you came and spoke to me
I knew you, not knew you, kinda mutual
Still open to what we could be
Friends or lovers
And I've already told ya
It won't come easy
Dunno what spell, I was under, took my number
And said that you'll link when I'm free
You played a game
And you were barely winning
I wish I saw your shit from the beginning
You do your ting you do it very well
Been here before it should've rang a bell
You too G'd up baby no stringer bell
I brought you heaven and you gave me hell
I told myself that only time will tell
Now I'm fucked up and your love is my drug
Yeah
Over, I'm over (your shit)
I'm over, I'm over your shit, now
Over, I'm over (your shit)
I'm Over, i'm over your shit
How many bitches do you need?
Fulfil your wishes and your needs
How many bitches do you need now... over your?
Over, I'm over your shit
You played a game
And you were barely winning
I wish I saw your shit from the beginning
You do your ting you do it very well
Been here before it should've rang a bell
You too G'd baby no stringer bell
I brought you heaven and you gave me hell
I told myself that only time will tell
Now I'm fucked up and your love is my drug
Yeah
Over, I'm over (your shit)
I'm over, I'm over your shit, now
Over, I'm over (your shit)
I'm Over, i'm over your shit
How many bitches do you need?
Fulfil your wishes and your needs
How many bitches do you need now... over your?
Over, I'm over your shit
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Writer(s): Thyra Banks, Charles Nnaji
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