Bae

Wrist all on melt, hmm
I just want my kit all on melt, hmm

Yeah, mhm
Hmm mmm
Aye aye

I thought you wanted me, but it's someone else
Huh, but how you was all on me
Shit, I couldn't tell so I been
Blowing on exotic weed, off top of the shelf
And they just talked down, didn't help
Like I don't know it's bad for my health

Man, this pain and this rain been a stain on my brain
I retain all the pain, that's what made me insane
And she feel I'm just stuck in my ways
Like hoe, fuck out my face
You know you wasn't finna be bae
I don't do that anyway

When I saw who was real and fake, you should've seen my face
I had to rid my team of snakes, and now we in 1st place
Don't got time for yo' bae, but it's okay
Maybe another day
Shit, really fuck a bae
Tryna touch pape, in a dozen ways

Remember that one point in time I had like a dozen baes
Back in my slutty ways, if I take yo' slut today
Then she gone do what I say, in love today
Sad to say, found another bae
Might take her and cuff today
I hardly trust these days
And she said she wanna help a nigga stuff the safe

And I can't tell if that shit fake, don't see it in her face
One of the few to make me speak bout she on interface
Doing everything to make a nigga stay (Aye aye)
Type to make me get them hoes up out my way
(Way way)
(Ahhhh)
Yeah, way way
Yop, ha
Way way
Yeah yeah, y'all know what the fuck going on
Yeah, tryna tou- alright this bitch, yeah



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Writer(s): Roy Fields Iii
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