Dnd (feat. Sivle)

Why you gotta hit me on my way home
Why you never hit me when you stay home
What's your vibe on, baby? You can go and drop the pin for the iPhone, baby
Like, why you gotta hit me on my way home? Why you never hit me when you stay home
What's your vibe on, lately? You can go and drop the pen for the iPhone, baby

I can go and put you up in that 5-0, Cede's
I can put you in another time zone, baby
It's whatever she want, whatever she want
New Saint Laurent's, new Louboutins
Red bottoms, but she walk on the stars
Head problems, but we talk about ours
Can't help who I am, I can't help who you are
Lead her to water, but help her to shore
Say she ain't selfish, but talk to herself
Her jacket looks straight, but the bitch need some help
Drinking kombucha is good for her health
Lobster with the sushi, I'm good to myself
After it all, I can't be what you want
That Fendi don't match, I might rock Saint Laurent
Fake bag, but she ain't knocking it off
She answer the phone, we ain't talk when she call

I said, why you gotta hit me on my way home
Why you never hit me when you stay home?
What's your vibe on lately? You can go and drop the pin for the iPhone, baby
Like, why you gotta hit me on my way home
Why you never hit me when you stay home? What's your vibe on lately?
You can go and drop the pen for the iPhone, baby

When I see you dancing, it was like time froze baby
You was wearing Gucci with the rhinestone, baby
It's whatever she need, whatever she need
Relax overseas, new Alex McQueen
Up late, she just talk bout her needs
Just can't ever talk bout my dreams
I'm in my feelings, and she in my tea
My heart in perception, she take it with ease
My heartbreak be funny to her, she a tease
Baby, you funny, you think you my need
I can't remember the last time I seen myself in the mirror and felt some relief
Fuck your opinions, I'm sticking to me
Cause baby, the way that you treat me is cheap
Fuck your positions, I stick with my team
Cause homie, the way that you talking is weak
So why you gotta hit me on your way home, baby? Why you never hit me when my mind ain't round
Why you gotta hit me when I stay home, baby? Why you never gonna hit me when the drugs come down
Why you gotta play all type of games though, baby? You an angel, only till the sun go down
Baby, used to being in the frame though, hitting all the angles, only when the sun go down

Why you gotta hit me on my way home? Why you never hit me when you stay home
What's your vibe on lately? You can go and drop the pin for the iPhone, baby
Why you gotta hit me on my way home? Why you never hit me when you stay home
What's your vibe on lately? You can go and drop the pin for the iPhone, baby

Hit me when you around
Hit me when you in town
I'm done with all these normal hoes
Need a bitch that's holding me down
Cut her down to earth cause I'm doing dirt these snakes are all around
These city girls my city
Need a bitch from out of town
Like, why you only hit me on the way home?
Why you hit me up just stay home
What's your life like, baby? All my friends say you ain't the wife type, baby
Like shorty ring me up on my iPhone save a lot of staring in your time zone
What's your life like, baby? All my friends say you ain't the wife type, baby
All my memories in these melodies
She said I hope you remember me
But fuck you is what she said to me when I told her that you dead to me
Text me in the dead of night
Bitch you wasting my gigabytes
Bottle it up with that IG, people follow that digilife

Why you gotta hit me on my way home? Why you never hit me when you stay home
What's your vibe on lately? You can go and drop the pin for the iPhone, baby
Like, why you gotta hit me on my way home? Why you never hit me when you stay home
What's your vibe on lately? You can go and drop the pin for the iPhone, baby



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Bouchard
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