F.T.B.

I miss me before you
If you get what I'm sayin
Lovers when we want it to
Haters in the makin

Don't take this the wrong way
But you're not mine and I'm still yours
We better off
Not getting on each others nerves

Damn I like you at 3 AM
I swear it's almost like you care
Damn I like you at 3 AM
But I don't like to share

Fuck these bitches
Fuck these hoes
Fuck these bitches
Fuck these hoes

You should just focus on me
And Ima stay focused on you
Cause nobody compares to do
The feelings that you put me through
The good and the bad
The blissful the sad
You think I'm sexy when I'm mad
Overreacting to get a reaction
You say I'm trippin but baby I'm stressin

I don't mean to interupt
What you got going
But we both know wassup
Catching feelings and its showing
But I'm getting tired of them hitting your phone
Leave them bitches alone
Or take your shit and go home, gone

Fuck these bitches
Fuck these hoes
Fuck these bitches
Fuck these hoes
Fuck these bitches
Fuck these hoes
Fuck these bitches
Fuck these hoes

Damn I like you at 3 AM
I swear it's almost like you care
Damn I like you at 3 AM
But I don't like to share



Credits
Writer(s): Tisha Cyrus
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link