Need Me (feat. 900vibes)
Ugh
Ha
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, sometimes I'm a gentleman
Still not the type you can pencil in
Maybe one day give you that wedding ring
Maybe after that give you a next of kin, but
Until then we can practice wrestling
Get you so wet, I'ma sink or swim
I could make your days more interesting
You in need of that sugar, I'm your insulin
Not the type that's for diabetics
More like the type that's a psychedelic
I work you out like plyometrics
Fireworks in bed, I'm a pyrotechnic
Roll with me I'm on that private jet shit
Flying reckless, getting high for breakfast
I'm living life right by the second
Counting time like every dollar spending
So you know it's only dimes I mess with
No time for credit, just finding checks quick
If you coming with that diva kind of message
My heart turns colder than cryogenics
I don't vibe with stressing, that's like a death wish
Pop exes not pop excedrin
Don't throw that drama in my direction
Bye, bye bitch, just find the exit
Baby I'm sorry
Baby I'm leaving you
But I'm not really sorry
'Cause I don't really need you
(Yeah)
You need me but I don't need you
You need me but I don't need you
You need me but I don't need you
Baby girl that's why we through
You need me but I don't need you
You need me but I don't need you
You need me but I don't need you
Baby girl that's why we through
You calling and texting like nothing's changed
Are you fucking playing?
Don't call me expecting to numb the pain
I ain't your fucking bae
Don't call me your "Hun" or them other names
Unless "Hun" is short for hunger games
'Cause that's the type of fight that you love to play
Worst behavior, nothing was the same
This whole thing was supposed to be no strings
You're hoping but sorry there's no ring
Dope fling for summer but no spring
I'm toasting then chugging the whole drink
To new beginnings, a few good women
That I'm, chasing all through these linings
Take you right out of them Lululemons
With no arrows from Cupid stinging
Baby I'm sorry
Baby I'm leaving you
But I'm not really sorry
'Cause I don't really need you
(Yeah)
You need me but I don't need you
You need me but I don't need you
You need me but I don't need you
Baby girl that's why we through
You need me but I don't need you
You need me but I don't need you
You need me but I don't need you
Baby girl that's why we through
Ha
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, sometimes I'm a gentleman
Still not the type you can pencil in
Maybe one day give you that wedding ring
Maybe after that give you a next of kin, but
Until then we can practice wrestling
Get you so wet, I'ma sink or swim
I could make your days more interesting
You in need of that sugar, I'm your insulin
Not the type that's for diabetics
More like the type that's a psychedelic
I work you out like plyometrics
Fireworks in bed, I'm a pyrotechnic
Roll with me I'm on that private jet shit
Flying reckless, getting high for breakfast
I'm living life right by the second
Counting time like every dollar spending
So you know it's only dimes I mess with
No time for credit, just finding checks quick
If you coming with that diva kind of message
My heart turns colder than cryogenics
I don't vibe with stressing, that's like a death wish
Pop exes not pop excedrin
Don't throw that drama in my direction
Bye, bye bitch, just find the exit
Baby I'm sorry
Baby I'm leaving you
But I'm not really sorry
'Cause I don't really need you
(Yeah)
You need me but I don't need you
You need me but I don't need you
You need me but I don't need you
Baby girl that's why we through
You need me but I don't need you
You need me but I don't need you
You need me but I don't need you
Baby girl that's why we through
You calling and texting like nothing's changed
Are you fucking playing?
Don't call me expecting to numb the pain
I ain't your fucking bae
Don't call me your "Hun" or them other names
Unless "Hun" is short for hunger games
'Cause that's the type of fight that you love to play
Worst behavior, nothing was the same
This whole thing was supposed to be no strings
You're hoping but sorry there's no ring
Dope fling for summer but no spring
I'm toasting then chugging the whole drink
To new beginnings, a few good women
That I'm, chasing all through these linings
Take you right out of them Lululemons
With no arrows from Cupid stinging
Baby I'm sorry
Baby I'm leaving you
But I'm not really sorry
'Cause I don't really need you
(Yeah)
You need me but I don't need you
You need me but I don't need you
You need me but I don't need you
Baby girl that's why we through
You need me but I don't need you
You need me but I don't need you
You need me but I don't need you
Baby girl that's why we through
Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Donado
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