Bad 4 Me
(Tay K, really?)
(Aye, Ross, sauce it up)
Yeah, lipstick stains on champagne glasses
She a good girl, but she got bad habits
Rock star tatted, Saint Laurent jacket
Don't know how to love, but she just needs some practice
I know you're bad for me, but I can't stay away
I gave you half of me
You're running through my head like a track meet
You're running through my head
I know you're bad for me, but I can't stay away
I gave you half of me
You're running through my head like a track meet
You're running through my head
You're running through my head all day, just don't run away
Your friends said I was crazy, fuck what they say
I gave you a hundred missed calls, some unread text
Some really late nights, you had the boy stressed
You got me drinking a lot, hope it'll all get away
See those three little dots, no, you got something to say?
I understand why you call, 'cause you took so many loses
You let too many people in, cut them off and then talk shit
Yeah, lipstick stains on champagne glasses
She a good girl, but she got bad habits
Rock star tatted, Saint Laurent jacket
Don't know how to love, but she just need some practice
I know you're bad for me, but I can't stay away
I gave you half of me
You're running through my head like a track meet
You're running through my head
I know you're bad for me, but I can't stay away
I gave you half of me
You're running through my head like a track meet
You're running through my head
You took yourself to Louis Vuitton, got a bag, you a whole mood
What else should I do to show you I want you?
You like the simple things, sushi and whole foods
You like when I tell you my ex is old news, yeah
Yeah, still got that pic you put as the background on my phone
I know you did that, so these bitches would leave me alone
I swear that we got toxic every time that we get throwed
You get mad and tell me, "Go," but I know you don't want me to go
Lipstick stains on champagne glasses
She a good girl, but she got bad habits
Rock star tatted, Saint Laurent jacket
Don't know how to love, but she just needs some practice
I know you're bad for me, but I can't stay away
I gave you half of me
You're running through my head like a track meet
You're running through my head
(Aye, Ross, sauce it up)
Yeah, lipstick stains on champagne glasses
She a good girl, but she got bad habits
Rock star tatted, Saint Laurent jacket
Don't know how to love, but she just needs some practice
I know you're bad for me, but I can't stay away
I gave you half of me
You're running through my head like a track meet
You're running through my head
I know you're bad for me, but I can't stay away
I gave you half of me
You're running through my head like a track meet
You're running through my head
You're running through my head all day, just don't run away
Your friends said I was crazy, fuck what they say
I gave you a hundred missed calls, some unread text
Some really late nights, you had the boy stressed
You got me drinking a lot, hope it'll all get away
See those three little dots, no, you got something to say?
I understand why you call, 'cause you took so many loses
You let too many people in, cut them off and then talk shit
Yeah, lipstick stains on champagne glasses
She a good girl, but she got bad habits
Rock star tatted, Saint Laurent jacket
Don't know how to love, but she just need some practice
I know you're bad for me, but I can't stay away
I gave you half of me
You're running through my head like a track meet
You're running through my head
I know you're bad for me, but I can't stay away
I gave you half of me
You're running through my head like a track meet
You're running through my head
You took yourself to Louis Vuitton, got a bag, you a whole mood
What else should I do to show you I want you?
You like the simple things, sushi and whole foods
You like when I tell you my ex is old news, yeah
Yeah, still got that pic you put as the background on my phone
I know you did that, so these bitches would leave me alone
I swear that we got toxic every time that we get throwed
You get mad and tell me, "Go," but I know you don't want me to go
Lipstick stains on champagne glasses
She a good girl, but she got bad habits
Rock star tatted, Saint Laurent jacket
Don't know how to love, but she just needs some practice
I know you're bad for me, but I can't stay away
I gave you half of me
You're running through my head like a track meet
You're running through my head
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Writer(s): Austin Kyle Stenglein
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