Fan

She wanna get to me quick, Uber that shit
Triple the six, rolling her eyes back, she drinkin' my spit
I don't wanna hit, I'm flicking her ick
Know that she mad, I don't need no one next to me
She wanna make plans, but I got a date with destiny

Why she vexed at me
She call for sex, she sexting double texting me
She stressing me and pressin' me
She a mess when she not next to me
I dunno why she act so distant
She says it's the distance
Got an assistant 'cause I need assistance
The pain's so persistent, yeah

Said she understand, don't know where I'm coming from
And she put me in her plans, just to lose me in a storm
Why she say that I'm her man, just to go and do me wrong?
When she started as a fan, now she block me on her phone

She wanna get to me quick, Uber that shit
Triple the six, rolling her eyes back, she drinkin' my spit
I don't wanna hit, I'm flicking her ick
Know that she mad, I don't need no one next to me
She wanna make plans, but I got a date with destiny

Sippin' whiskey, I think that I'm tipsy, uh
In her ripped jeans, can't deny she's pretty, uh

Maybe I'm off my face but I'm on my way when I'm on my way
Know I got a place to stay when I say I'm lost and it's not my day
But every day's a rainy day, we all play in the rain, we drown in pain
Broken fingers down the windowpane
That's so lame and I'm late but I'm on my way

Said she understand, don't know where I'm coming from
And she put me in her plans, just to lose me in a storm
Why she say that I'm her man, just to go and do me wrong?
When she started as a fan, now she block me on her phone

She wanna get to me quick, Uber that shit
Triple the six, rolling her eyes back, she drinkin' my spit
I don't wanna hit, I'm flicking her ick
Know that she mad, I don't need no one next to me
She wanna make plans, but I got a date with destiny

Maybe I'm off my face but I'm on my way when I'm on my way
Know I got a place to stay when I say I'm lost and it's not my day
But every day's a rainy day, we all play in the rain, we drown in pain
Broken fingers down the windowpane, but I'm on my way

Drinkin' whiskey, I think that I'm tipsy, uh
In her ripped jeans, can't deny she's pretty, uh
Know that she mad, I don't need no one next to me
She wanna make plans, but I got a date with destiny

Said she understand, don't know where I'm coming from
And she put me in her plans, just to lose me in a storm
Why she say that I'm her man, just to go and do me wrong?
When she started as a fan, now she block me on her phone

She wanna get to me quick, Uber that shit
Triple the six, rolling her eyes back, she drinkin' my spit
I don't wanna hit
I'm sippin' whiskey, I think that I'm tipsy, uh
In her ripped jeans, can't deny she's pretty, uh



Credits
Writer(s): Robin Tadic, Leondre Devries, Charlie Joe Lenehan Green
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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