song
I just wanna see where you went wrong
Break my fucking heart I swear that it's Comme Des Garcon
I just wanna see where I went wrong, I went wrong
Played me like a radio you were my favorite song
Honestly there really isn't a message to this song
I just wanna tell you how I been feeling all along
I might take a dab, smoke the bowl, hit the bong
But even when I'm sober your the girl I'm thinking of
Big lips, red hair, that's what I like
If you keep on looking at me right you might just be my wife
Know you fuck with Trippie so I'm tryna make a Trip at Knight
We can go Cali, do it gladly, I'll pay for the flight
If I'm being honest I don't think we've ever had a fight
If I'm being honest I could kiss you every fucking night
If I'm being honest, I don't think you should be modest, 'cuz I really never met a girl like you in my fucking life
My life chill, my heart cold, my problems real
If I take another sip I hope it numb the way I feel
She don't even know me, she just fuck me 'cuz I'm tall with curls
I don't wanna face my problems think I need some Dr. Phil
Ooh, let me take a hit, ooh, hold up, ooh ooh
Honestly there really isn't a message to this song
I just wanna tell you how I been feeling all along
I might take a dab, smoke the bowl, hit the bong
But even when I'm sober your the girl I'm thinking of
Big lips, red hair, that's what I like
If you keep on looking at me right you might just be my wife
Know you fuck with Trippie so I'm tryna make a Trip at Knight
We can go Cali, do it gladly, I'll pay for the flight
I pay for the flight, I'll pay for your hair
I'll pay for the nails, baby is that fair?
Sorry that I stare, but you so beautiful
Bitch I'm tryna get up in your box just like a cubicle
I might buy a diamond ring, baby it's unusual
Imma make the choppa sing like a fucking musical
But you're really everything that a nigga dreaming of
Green eyes, great smile, I can't even listen 'em all
I can't even list 'em all, yea I can't even list em all,
I can't even list 'em all, ooh
Honestly there really isn't a message to this song
I just wanna tell you how I been feeling all along
I might take a dab, smoke the bowl, hit the bong
But even when I'm sober your the girl I'm thinking of
Big lips, red hair, that's what I like
If you keep on looking at me right you might just be my wife
Know you fuck with Trippie so I'm tryna make a Trip at Knight
We can go Cali, do it gladly, I'll pay for the flight
Ooh, ooh
Break my fucking heart I swear that it's Comme Des Garcon
I just wanna see where I went wrong, I went wrong
Played me like a radio you were my favorite song
Honestly there really isn't a message to this song
I just wanna tell you how I been feeling all along
I might take a dab, smoke the bowl, hit the bong
But even when I'm sober your the girl I'm thinking of
Big lips, red hair, that's what I like
If you keep on looking at me right you might just be my wife
Know you fuck with Trippie so I'm tryna make a Trip at Knight
We can go Cali, do it gladly, I'll pay for the flight
If I'm being honest I don't think we've ever had a fight
If I'm being honest I could kiss you every fucking night
If I'm being honest, I don't think you should be modest, 'cuz I really never met a girl like you in my fucking life
My life chill, my heart cold, my problems real
If I take another sip I hope it numb the way I feel
She don't even know me, she just fuck me 'cuz I'm tall with curls
I don't wanna face my problems think I need some Dr. Phil
Ooh, let me take a hit, ooh, hold up, ooh ooh
Honestly there really isn't a message to this song
I just wanna tell you how I been feeling all along
I might take a dab, smoke the bowl, hit the bong
But even when I'm sober your the girl I'm thinking of
Big lips, red hair, that's what I like
If you keep on looking at me right you might just be my wife
Know you fuck with Trippie so I'm tryna make a Trip at Knight
We can go Cali, do it gladly, I'll pay for the flight
I pay for the flight, I'll pay for your hair
I'll pay for the nails, baby is that fair?
Sorry that I stare, but you so beautiful
Bitch I'm tryna get up in your box just like a cubicle
I might buy a diamond ring, baby it's unusual
Imma make the choppa sing like a fucking musical
But you're really everything that a nigga dreaming of
Green eyes, great smile, I can't even listen 'em all
I can't even list 'em all, yea I can't even list em all,
I can't even list 'em all, ooh
Honestly there really isn't a message to this song
I just wanna tell you how I been feeling all along
I might take a dab, smoke the bowl, hit the bong
But even when I'm sober your the girl I'm thinking of
Big lips, red hair, that's what I like
If you keep on looking at me right you might just be my wife
Know you fuck with Trippie so I'm tryna make a Trip at Knight
We can go Cali, do it gladly, I'll pay for the flight
Ooh, ooh
Credits
Writer(s): Vincent Hatch
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