Jordans
I'm stopping, you're starting
My Jordans, your Martens
I'm yelling, you're leaving
You're mad again for no reason
I'm stopping, you're starting
My Jordans, your Martens
I'm yelling, you're leaving
You're mad again for no reason
Why you always mad? Why you gotta slam the car door?
Tryna slit my throat, don't you know that's what your arm's for?
Nah, I'm just playing, please don't do that
I just wanna love you, I just want my boo back
I just wanted you to be okay but I'm the worst
Promise when you leave, you won't forget who loved you first
I was there for you when nobody else really was
Your love is my drug, baby, I need a little buzz
I'm stopping, you're starting
My Jordans, your Martens
I'm yelling, you're leaving
You're mad again for no reason
I'm stopping, you're starting
My Jordans, your Martens
I'm yelling, you're leaving
You're mad again for no reason
I don't want nobody but you
We can just talk for the whole night through (yeah)
I don't even know what the fuck I'm 'posed to do
Hope I don't regret all the times I posted you
Fuck all of my options, I would rather go with you
I remember all of the times that I threw up
I could see my own reflection staring in my two cup
I don't even want these other dudes with the crew cuts
I'm stopping, you're starting
My Jordans, your Martens
I'm yelling, you're leaving
You're mad again for no reason
I'm stopping, you're starting
My Jordans, your Martens
I'm yelling, you're leaving
You're mad again for no reason
My Jordans, your Martens
I'm yelling, you're leaving
You're mad again for no reason
I'm stopping, you're starting
My Jordans, your Martens
I'm yelling, you're leaving
You're mad again for no reason
Why you always mad? Why you gotta slam the car door?
Tryna slit my throat, don't you know that's what your arm's for?
Nah, I'm just playing, please don't do that
I just wanna love you, I just want my boo back
I just wanted you to be okay but I'm the worst
Promise when you leave, you won't forget who loved you first
I was there for you when nobody else really was
Your love is my drug, baby, I need a little buzz
I'm stopping, you're starting
My Jordans, your Martens
I'm yelling, you're leaving
You're mad again for no reason
I'm stopping, you're starting
My Jordans, your Martens
I'm yelling, you're leaving
You're mad again for no reason
I don't want nobody but you
We can just talk for the whole night through (yeah)
I don't even know what the fuck I'm 'posed to do
Hope I don't regret all the times I posted you
Fuck all of my options, I would rather go with you
I remember all of the times that I threw up
I could see my own reflection staring in my two cup
I don't even want these other dudes with the crew cuts
I'm stopping, you're starting
My Jordans, your Martens
I'm yelling, you're leaving
You're mad again for no reason
I'm stopping, you're starting
My Jordans, your Martens
I'm yelling, you're leaving
You're mad again for no reason
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Writer(s): Peter Lalich, Payton Clark
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