Nice Things
Fucked up on the way home
Fucked up all night long
Fucked up on the wake up
I wake up for paper
I'm patient
Fucked up all night long
Too drunk, can't find my phone
So sunk, can't feel my bones
It don't show, I'm so low, you don't know
When I'm not around do you forget about me?
I forgive the things I know you said about me
I know it's some things that you regret about me
But I think everything's better whenever you're around me
& I can't fake it, I can't take it, I can't shake it, but don't brag
You know that, you're so bad, so don't act, you're so gassed, best slow down so you Don't crash
You're so gassed, you're so trash, so don't brag
And don't ask, you know that, that your so bad
You're too fast best slow down so you don't crash
And don't slack, my bro pack a Big Mac
If you lack he blow back get yah toe tagged
There's no bag, or nice thing to buy me
You like me you only love nice things
Fucked up on the way back
Don't you hate when it feels like that
Won't break bend won't bend my back
Leave a nigga right now he gone come right back
Throw shots we gone send em right em back
I know you like it when I throw it back
Say you love me you don't know me like that
But you buy me nice things just to show me like that
And he say you don't never never never ever have to be lonely baby
If you need me I'll be ET you know you can always phone me baby
We still have each other, if not lovers we'll be homies baby
You be tripping if you listened maybe you could be my only baby
Fucked up on the way home
Fucked up all night long
Fucked up on the wake up
I wake up for paper
I'm patient
Fucked up all night long
Too drunk, can't find my phone
You know that, I'm so bad, I relapsed,
I'm too gassed, best slow down so I don't crash
There's no bag, or nice thing that's like me
You like me you only love nice things
& nice things are highly unlikely
There's no bag, or nice thing that's like me
You love me, you only love nice things
& nice things are highly unlikely
Fucked up all night long
Fucked up on the wake up
I wake up for paper
I'm patient
Fucked up all night long
Too drunk, can't find my phone
So sunk, can't feel my bones
It don't show, I'm so low, you don't know
When I'm not around do you forget about me?
I forgive the things I know you said about me
I know it's some things that you regret about me
But I think everything's better whenever you're around me
& I can't fake it, I can't take it, I can't shake it, but don't brag
You know that, you're so bad, so don't act, you're so gassed, best slow down so you Don't crash
You're so gassed, you're so trash, so don't brag
And don't ask, you know that, that your so bad
You're too fast best slow down so you don't crash
And don't slack, my bro pack a Big Mac
If you lack he blow back get yah toe tagged
There's no bag, or nice thing to buy me
You like me you only love nice things
Fucked up on the way back
Don't you hate when it feels like that
Won't break bend won't bend my back
Leave a nigga right now he gone come right back
Throw shots we gone send em right em back
I know you like it when I throw it back
Say you love me you don't know me like that
But you buy me nice things just to show me like that
And he say you don't never never never ever have to be lonely baby
If you need me I'll be ET you know you can always phone me baby
We still have each other, if not lovers we'll be homies baby
You be tripping if you listened maybe you could be my only baby
Fucked up on the way home
Fucked up all night long
Fucked up on the wake up
I wake up for paper
I'm patient
Fucked up all night long
Too drunk, can't find my phone
You know that, I'm so bad, I relapsed,
I'm too gassed, best slow down so I don't crash
There's no bag, or nice thing that's like me
You like me you only love nice things
& nice things are highly unlikely
There's no bag, or nice thing that's like me
You love me, you only love nice things
& nice things are highly unlikely
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Writer(s): Mariah Gayle
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