Stories
I've heard stories
You can't seem to get your head up out my business
Shooting shots behind my back think I won't notice
There's so much you still don't understand
Always blamin', preachin', tryna teach me
When I ain't even asking for it
It's so funny how you know it all
But there's that one thing
That you keep forgetting
I don't give a
My friends are on the floor
You're not what I came here for
Say you wanna talk? I'm like, nah
And I know you can't read my mind
But don't you feel the vibe?
There's not much to understand
And when I focus
I can almost hear the music past your nonsense
I know the night is young but I don't have the patience
To be acting like I give a damn
Always blamin', preachin', tryna teach me
When I ain't even asking for it
It's so funny how you know it all
But there's that one thing
That you keep forgetting
I don't give a
My friends are on the floor
You're not what I came here for
Say you wanna talk? I'm like, nah
And I know you can't read my mind
But don't you feel the vibe
There's not much to understand
All the girls you dated
God, you said you hate it
And what? So what? Ayy
And if you can't take it
Why you gotta make me say it again, again, again?
My friends are on the floor
You're not what I came here for
Say you wanna talk? I'm like, nah
And I know you can't read my mind
But don't you feel the vibe
There's not much to understand
You can't seem to get your head up out my business
Shooting shots behind my back think I won't notice
There's so much you still don't understand
Always blamin', preachin', tryna teach me
When I ain't even asking for it
It's so funny how you know it all
But there's that one thing
That you keep forgetting
I don't give a
My friends are on the floor
You're not what I came here for
Say you wanna talk? I'm like, nah
And I know you can't read my mind
But don't you feel the vibe?
There's not much to understand
And when I focus
I can almost hear the music past your nonsense
I know the night is young but I don't have the patience
To be acting like I give a damn
Always blamin', preachin', tryna teach me
When I ain't even asking for it
It's so funny how you know it all
But there's that one thing
That you keep forgetting
I don't give a
My friends are on the floor
You're not what I came here for
Say you wanna talk? I'm like, nah
And I know you can't read my mind
But don't you feel the vibe
There's not much to understand
All the girls you dated
God, you said you hate it
And what? So what? Ayy
And if you can't take it
Why you gotta make me say it again, again, again?
My friends are on the floor
You're not what I came here for
Say you wanna talk? I'm like, nah
And I know you can't read my mind
But don't you feel the vibe
There's not much to understand
Credits
Writer(s): Alexandrine Yetunde Joseph, Asdis Maria Vidarsdottir, Philipp Albinger, Maximilian Seizo Milz, Philipp Gysin
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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