Dinner Date
I just had a dinner date with my bitch
And she told me that I'm gonna blow
Used to tell me that you love me
Now I wonder where'd it go?
Tryna chase this feeling that you gave me fucking all these hoes
Where I'm at I think I'm lost, I don't know where I'm to go
Pretty women wanna give me their attention
No intentions I'm just hoping you can vibe with it
Switching sections, bring the bottle
Pull those panties to the side with it
That's why I'm wicked
Don't waste my time with it
You said that we could still be friends but now it's all crickets
Can't fuck up my image
I'm in the game these boys you messing with can't get a scrimmage
Took me out to dinner
Left me with the check again
Then we get into a fight and you're ignoring all my messages
I thought that I could taste it
Turns out it needed chasing
This drink that we've been making
I don't think I can face it
Face it, don't wanna face it
I don't wanna face it cause then it's gonna blow
I don't wanna face it, I don't wanna face it, I don't wanna know
I just had a dinner date with my bitch
And she told me that I'm gonna blow face it, face it
Used to tell me that you love me
Now I wonder where'd it go face it, face it
Tryna chase the feeling that you gave me fucking all these hoes
Where I'm at I think I'm lost, I don't know where I'm to go face it, face it
And she told me that I'm gonna blow
Used to tell me that you love me
Now I wonder where'd it go?
Tryna chase this feeling that you gave me fucking all these hoes
Where I'm at I think I'm lost, I don't know where I'm to go
Pretty women wanna give me their attention
No intentions I'm just hoping you can vibe with it
Switching sections, bring the bottle
Pull those panties to the side with it
That's why I'm wicked
Don't waste my time with it
You said that we could still be friends but now it's all crickets
Can't fuck up my image
I'm in the game these boys you messing with can't get a scrimmage
Took me out to dinner
Left me with the check again
Then we get into a fight and you're ignoring all my messages
I thought that I could taste it
Turns out it needed chasing
This drink that we've been making
I don't think I can face it
Face it, don't wanna face it
I don't wanna face it cause then it's gonna blow
I don't wanna face it, I don't wanna face it, I don't wanna know
I just had a dinner date with my bitch
And she told me that I'm gonna blow face it, face it
Used to tell me that you love me
Now I wonder where'd it go face it, face it
Tryna chase the feeling that you gave me fucking all these hoes
Where I'm at I think I'm lost, I don't know where I'm to go face it, face it
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Writer(s): Magellan Santana
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