ElectronicLove
That's the buzzing that I hear when you come through
These vibrations in my head are just for you
Spend the night just tryna put my head on mute
All I hear at night are tunes
And shit they
Shit I
Don't need that juice
She hit my phone
That's text abuse
No penalties
I paid my dues
But what the fuck is up with you
She petty tho
Calvin Klein jeans and a petty coat
Got no top
Tell her stop
Shit it's pretty cold
Hit the beats
With no love
Watch the henny go down her throat
I lose hope when she piss drunk
Unless you wanna speak
Right now
Just please leave
Why you tryna play games
Emancipate me
You built up this cage
Won't hand me the key
So no thanks
I'll shawshank
And ride home the breeze
Homie
Take 5 and breathe
This dress got you weak
I got what you need
Thank god you know me
Thank god You ain't she
My god I feel free
But stay away you got me going like
That's the buzzing that I hear when you come through
These vibrations in my head are just for you
Spend the night just tryna put my head on mute
All I hear at night are tunes
And shit
They
Turn up the speakers
Till I get amnesia
Till I don't need her
Sit still on the bleachers
Eyes on the road cuz
Shit I haven't reached
And I'm running outta gas
I wish I meant weed
Blowing smoke
If I'm making beats
I'm alone
Chase that tail
Two Bs and a bone
Watch a bee dethrone
That queen
Like woah
A wasp could fuck the game up for sure
These vibrations in my head are just for you
Spend the night just tryna put my head on mute
All I hear at night are tunes
And shit they
Shit I
Don't need that juice
She hit my phone
That's text abuse
No penalties
I paid my dues
But what the fuck is up with you
She petty tho
Calvin Klein jeans and a petty coat
Got no top
Tell her stop
Shit it's pretty cold
Hit the beats
With no love
Watch the henny go down her throat
I lose hope when she piss drunk
Unless you wanna speak
Right now
Just please leave
Why you tryna play games
Emancipate me
You built up this cage
Won't hand me the key
So no thanks
I'll shawshank
And ride home the breeze
Homie
Take 5 and breathe
This dress got you weak
I got what you need
Thank god you know me
Thank god You ain't she
My god I feel free
But stay away you got me going like
That's the buzzing that I hear when you come through
These vibrations in my head are just for you
Spend the night just tryna put my head on mute
All I hear at night are tunes
And shit
They
Turn up the speakers
Till I get amnesia
Till I don't need her
Sit still on the bleachers
Eyes on the road cuz
Shit I haven't reached
And I'm running outta gas
I wish I meant weed
Blowing smoke
If I'm making beats
I'm alone
Chase that tail
Two Bs and a bone
Watch a bee dethrone
That queen
Like woah
A wasp could fuck the game up for sure
Credits
Writer(s): Rohan Singh
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