B.O.M.B.S

Back on your bullshit
Know you like to push it
Got me feeling so stupid
Cause I'm misunderstood
I'm only human
Sometimes I can't see
If things are illusions
Tricks won't get me
And I guess the truth is
Saturday night got us driving
Sunday night we end up vibing
Monday I give you your time then
Tuesday it all seems alright
Just cause you coming full circle
Is every week he gon hurt you
Cause these up and downs are so hurtful
We both know
When the weeknights come around
Is when I feel like I'm safe and sound
Why does it have to be that way
When every single day can feel this great

Only came up in this bitch so maybe I could drop gems on ya
Only flexing on yo nigga baby cause I'm not him
Oooh
He prolly bout let you run wild
Doing shit that's really not in your style
Girl I can't believe that you with him now
What the fuck did I do so wrong
You prolly went thru his phone
And all the shit I never let you do
Girl I can't believe that I was stressing you
To the point that you would fuck wit lame niggas
Girl I really tried to share this game wit you
Girl I really tried to share this game with you Why
Why the fuck are you in yo feelings
Ok
But maybe I'm in mine too
But at least I gotta know to grind too
I don't fuck wit bitches that I lied to
I don't trust no bitches that I lied to
Except when it comes to you

I guess I'm back on my bullshit
I guess I'm back on my bull
Guess I'm back on my bullshit
My bull
Bull Shit yeah ooh

Falling asleep while I'm texting good night
I know you think someone else in my life
Don't even ask me can you stay the night
Show up wit a bag and some bottles of wine
But I already got someone else for the night
You gotta know when the vibe is a vibe
You gotta know when the vibe is a vibe
Your brother a crip so you sending blue hearts
I really wish you was raised on the North
You just be out here any type of way
Wishing you had some more moral support
I wish you never expected too much
Get the short end of the stick
Well that's life
Ruining someone else life
Well that's tough
I
Took a break from the x
Cause the Adderall had me
How the fuck is you feeling my cup
When I'm noticing yours is still empty
What the fuck do you bring to the table
When you keep on taking the back seat
Is this a Bentley or a Taxi
Why you wanna be around is all I'm asking

Ohhh
Guess I'm back on my bullshit
Guess I'm back up on my bullshit
Guess I'm back on my bullshit
Guess I'm back on my bullshit

Back up on my bullshit
Niggas know I'm back up on that bullshit
Always on that bullshit
Yeah yeah

Back up on my bullshit
Nooo
I ain't gotta prove shit
You know
Bound to get real ruthless
Fasho
Please stop acting clueless boy you know

When the weeknights come around
Is when I feel like I'm safe and sound
Why does it have to be that way
When every single day can feel this great



Credits
Writer(s): Evan Jarrod Scaife Milton, Nikita Stinger, Kordell Boykins, Brandon Tyler
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