Plz Stop Stalkin Me
You knockin' on my door
It's three a.m and I'm pissed (What the fuck?)
My phone is blowin' up from the calls that I missed
You yellin' outside, this shit ludicrous
Move, bitch, don't make me cancel my Netflix
Ten minutes of knockin' and I been tryin'a ignore
Then you pick up spray paint I got outside on the floor
I hear you start paintin' shit like you Vincent Van Whore
I might really kill you, I feel like I'm at war
Like "Oh no, here we go again"
Crack open the door and I'm lookin' through the openin'
You holdin' the paint lookin' drunker than a soccer fan
Seein' through your lies like a motherfuckin' hologram (Lie, lie, lie)
Neighbors out front like "You know this hoe?" (You know her?)
I'm thinkin' 'bout lyin', like "No, I don't" (Nah, bro)
Then she really had to go and scream my name (Fuck)
At the top of her lungs yellin' Alec King, yeah
Send a message, way too sentimental
Always writing letters "LMNO" (LMNO)
Lookin' outside and I see you through the window
It's been six months, baby, I wish you would let go
Please, stop stalking me (Please, stop)
Oh yeah, uh (Please, please)
I said: please, stop stalking me (Please, stop stalking me)
Oh yeah, haha (Fuck, now I gotta move)
I got angry neighbors and I'm feelin' like you won't leave
Your literal existence is my only pet peeve
Now I gotta let you in, so people next door can sleep
I need you to go, but you know that I'm cheap
So I try to call an Uber on your phone, but it's dead (What the?)
So I plug it in the wall while I'm shaking my head
Then this shit turns on, it says 50% (What?)
You really lied, turned you phone off and hopped in my bed?
What's wrong with you?
Nice dude, why this happen to me?
Then you throw up in the toilet, got it all on the seat
Now you got the nerve to try fuck, seriously?
You must be smokin' crack or you got some serious weed, yeah
Now I'm on the phone with Jamar Jamar
Like "I never thought this bitch would take it this far"
Finally got her out, right, lock the door tight
It's time to Darth Vade, this bitch is insane (Fuck)
Send a message, way too sentimental
Always writing letters "LMNO"
Lookin' outside and I see you through the window
It's been six months, baby, I wish you would let go
Please, stop stalking me (Please, stop)
Oh yeah, uh (Please, please)
I said: please, stop stalking me (Please, stop stalking me)
Oh yeah (Fuck, now I gotta move)
Please, stop stalking me
You fucking whore, please, stop stalking me
Do it again, I'll go to your fucking house
And I'll burn it down with fucking lighter's fluid
Stop stalking me
It's three a.m and I'm pissed (What the fuck?)
My phone is blowin' up from the calls that I missed
You yellin' outside, this shit ludicrous
Move, bitch, don't make me cancel my Netflix
Ten minutes of knockin' and I been tryin'a ignore
Then you pick up spray paint I got outside on the floor
I hear you start paintin' shit like you Vincent Van Whore
I might really kill you, I feel like I'm at war
Like "Oh no, here we go again"
Crack open the door and I'm lookin' through the openin'
You holdin' the paint lookin' drunker than a soccer fan
Seein' through your lies like a motherfuckin' hologram (Lie, lie, lie)
Neighbors out front like "You know this hoe?" (You know her?)
I'm thinkin' 'bout lyin', like "No, I don't" (Nah, bro)
Then she really had to go and scream my name (Fuck)
At the top of her lungs yellin' Alec King, yeah
Send a message, way too sentimental
Always writing letters "LMNO" (LMNO)
Lookin' outside and I see you through the window
It's been six months, baby, I wish you would let go
Please, stop stalking me (Please, stop)
Oh yeah, uh (Please, please)
I said: please, stop stalking me (Please, stop stalking me)
Oh yeah, haha (Fuck, now I gotta move)
I got angry neighbors and I'm feelin' like you won't leave
Your literal existence is my only pet peeve
Now I gotta let you in, so people next door can sleep
I need you to go, but you know that I'm cheap
So I try to call an Uber on your phone, but it's dead (What the?)
So I plug it in the wall while I'm shaking my head
Then this shit turns on, it says 50% (What?)
You really lied, turned you phone off and hopped in my bed?
What's wrong with you?
Nice dude, why this happen to me?
Then you throw up in the toilet, got it all on the seat
Now you got the nerve to try fuck, seriously?
You must be smokin' crack or you got some serious weed, yeah
Now I'm on the phone with Jamar Jamar
Like "I never thought this bitch would take it this far"
Finally got her out, right, lock the door tight
It's time to Darth Vade, this bitch is insane (Fuck)
Send a message, way too sentimental
Always writing letters "LMNO"
Lookin' outside and I see you through the window
It's been six months, baby, I wish you would let go
Please, stop stalking me (Please, stop)
Oh yeah, uh (Please, please)
I said: please, stop stalking me (Please, stop stalking me)
Oh yeah (Fuck, now I gotta move)
Please, stop stalking me
You fucking whore, please, stop stalking me
Do it again, I'll go to your fucking house
And I'll burn it down with fucking lighter's fluid
Stop stalking me
Credits
Writer(s): Alec King, Michael Mccall
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