Sarcastic
Oh damn
She just hit my phone looking cute damn
Told myself I wouldn't fall there's a new plan
Cause now I'm on the ground and I need a hand
But I can take it
Baby I'm waiting but you ain't ever make it
Swear to god I can't do it if you just going to fake it
She be talking back so I guess I gotta break it
Hope you can take it
Baby girl is sarcastic
Oh awh
She always with the games
Go to bed when I'm in pain
It's fantastic
Oh awh
Went and told you how I feel
Made me feel like this ain't real
Its sarcastic
Oh awh awh
Baby girl is sarcastic
Oh awh awh
Baby girl is sarcastic
Oh shit
Never fall in love with a bitch thats a pro tip
Case closed
You know how these hoes get
At the club last night
She was two lit three lit four lit
Why the bad memories the only one I forget
Euphoric recall
These hoes be boring me dog
And now she pouring patron
But I'm still going hit
I got a little money and don't know how to act
Somewhere down the line I think I crossed the line
Somewhere in the city we lost track of time
Pass the wine
And these memories get left behind
I looked over and I said
Baby girl is sarcastic
Oh awh
She always with the games
Go to bed when I'm in pain
It's fantastic
Oh awh
Went and told you how I feel
Made me feel like this ain't real
Its sarcastic
Oh awh awh
Baby girl is sarcastic
Oh awh awh
Baby girl is sarcastic
She just hit my phone looking cute damn
Told myself I wouldn't fall there's a new plan
Cause now I'm on the ground and I need a hand
But I can take it
Baby I'm waiting but you ain't ever make it
Swear to god I can't do it if you just going to fake it
She be talking back so I guess I gotta break it
Hope you can take it
Baby girl is sarcastic
Oh awh
She always with the games
Go to bed when I'm in pain
It's fantastic
Oh awh
Went and told you how I feel
Made me feel like this ain't real
Its sarcastic
Oh awh awh
Baby girl is sarcastic
Oh awh awh
Baby girl is sarcastic
Oh shit
Never fall in love with a bitch thats a pro tip
Case closed
You know how these hoes get
At the club last night
She was two lit three lit four lit
Why the bad memories the only one I forget
Euphoric recall
These hoes be boring me dog
And now she pouring patron
But I'm still going hit
I got a little money and don't know how to act
Somewhere down the line I think I crossed the line
Somewhere in the city we lost track of time
Pass the wine
And these memories get left behind
I looked over and I said
Baby girl is sarcastic
Oh awh
She always with the games
Go to bed when I'm in pain
It's fantastic
Oh awh
Went and told you how I feel
Made me feel like this ain't real
Its sarcastic
Oh awh awh
Baby girl is sarcastic
Oh awh awh
Baby girl is sarcastic
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Writer(s): Dillon Houston Church
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