Amnesia
Was I hurt yeah sorta kinda
Left a bruise on my heart and it's a shiner
It's a shame that you really think I need you
Wouldn't wanna be you
And wouldn't wanna see you
Went a few degrees up
And tryna stack my cheese up
And don't bother calling back I think I got amnesia
It's a shame that you really think I need you
Wouldn't wanna be you
And wouldn't wanna see you
Went a few degrees up
And tryna stack my cheese up
And don't bother calling back I think I got amnesia
Yeah he crossed the line this time
And I don't feel like dealing with another lie this time
Normally in tears but it's really fine this time
It feels way too different from the last time this time
You know?
In short I got played
But it's cool though 'cause I bossed up
And I got paid
And it's all stuck
Like scotch tape
When you fall up
Had your back like a hot summer
Now you're in the cold like ha bummer
Just go ahead lose my number
When I pull off in my hummer
I packed your stuff to the left
And I opened that door on the right
And You were keeping me so off weft
Oh I meant to say off track right
And it pains me to say I don't regret you
At the end of the day the sun will set too
If I had a diorama
Of me you and all of the drama
Boy you know I so would and I put that on my momma
Now I'm in love with commas
Heavyweight Hariyama
Pockets deep Mariana
Tripping vacays Punta Cana
It's a shame that you really think I need you
Wouldn't wanna be you
And wouldn't wanna see you
Went a few degrees up
And tryna stack my cheese up
And don't bother calling back I think I got amnesia
It's a shame that you really think I need you
Wouldn't wanna be you
And wouldn't wanna see you
Went a few degrees up
And tryna stack my cheese up
And don't bother calling back I think I got amnesia
Stopped giving my heart out no cap
Just straight facts
I just wanna stack
Or a couple racks
'Cause I ain't getting my time back
Ain't never been honest
No need to be modest
Ain't shit but a problem
Normally I'm the forgiving type but I'd smack your ass in a hot one
The boys are agg as fuck
But I can't help I'm bad as fuck
'Bout to make these mens mad as fuck
'Cause all my stats stay stacked enough
See you crawling back so I laughed it up
Caught him begging for the pussy so I daffed the duck
Skin all dripping in taffeta
Buss down it's the way I crumble my feta
Drip cooler than an aqueduct
That's enough
Shine on my facet
Cali sun
Traded in my maxima
Faster
Pull up in a daffy duck
You ain't gotta let me
Always right but I'm a lefty
Ice is colder than your bestie
You'll regret the day you left me
'Cause
I'm still who I am without you
I pull up with a bag in my passenger
You thought it was nasty well it gets nastier
You won't be in my rearview when I hit that left turn
It's a shame that you really think I need you
Wouldn't wanna be you
And wouldn't wanna see you
Went a few degrees up
And tryna stack my cheese up
And don't bother calling back I think I got amnesia
It's a shame that you really think I need you
Wouldn't wanna be you
And wouldn't wanna see you
Went a few degrees up
And tryna stack my cheese up
And don't bother calling back I think I got amnesia
Just to remind you
I'm hot without a vagina
You were fine and I'll be finer
Like thread counts or designer
Left a bruise on my heart and it's a shiner
It's a shame that you really think I need you
Wouldn't wanna be you
And wouldn't wanna see you
Went a few degrees up
And tryna stack my cheese up
And don't bother calling back I think I got amnesia
It's a shame that you really think I need you
Wouldn't wanna be you
And wouldn't wanna see you
Went a few degrees up
And tryna stack my cheese up
And don't bother calling back I think I got amnesia
Yeah he crossed the line this time
And I don't feel like dealing with another lie this time
Normally in tears but it's really fine this time
It feels way too different from the last time this time
You know?
In short I got played
But it's cool though 'cause I bossed up
And I got paid
And it's all stuck
Like scotch tape
When you fall up
Had your back like a hot summer
Now you're in the cold like ha bummer
Just go ahead lose my number
When I pull off in my hummer
I packed your stuff to the left
And I opened that door on the right
And You were keeping me so off weft
Oh I meant to say off track right
And it pains me to say I don't regret you
At the end of the day the sun will set too
If I had a diorama
Of me you and all of the drama
Boy you know I so would and I put that on my momma
Now I'm in love with commas
Heavyweight Hariyama
Pockets deep Mariana
Tripping vacays Punta Cana
It's a shame that you really think I need you
Wouldn't wanna be you
And wouldn't wanna see you
Went a few degrees up
And tryna stack my cheese up
And don't bother calling back I think I got amnesia
It's a shame that you really think I need you
Wouldn't wanna be you
And wouldn't wanna see you
Went a few degrees up
And tryna stack my cheese up
And don't bother calling back I think I got amnesia
Stopped giving my heart out no cap
Just straight facts
I just wanna stack
Or a couple racks
'Cause I ain't getting my time back
Ain't never been honest
No need to be modest
Ain't shit but a problem
Normally I'm the forgiving type but I'd smack your ass in a hot one
The boys are agg as fuck
But I can't help I'm bad as fuck
'Bout to make these mens mad as fuck
'Cause all my stats stay stacked enough
See you crawling back so I laughed it up
Caught him begging for the pussy so I daffed the duck
Skin all dripping in taffeta
Buss down it's the way I crumble my feta
Drip cooler than an aqueduct
That's enough
Shine on my facet
Cali sun
Traded in my maxima
Faster
Pull up in a daffy duck
You ain't gotta let me
Always right but I'm a lefty
Ice is colder than your bestie
You'll regret the day you left me
'Cause
I'm still who I am without you
I pull up with a bag in my passenger
You thought it was nasty well it gets nastier
You won't be in my rearview when I hit that left turn
It's a shame that you really think I need you
Wouldn't wanna be you
And wouldn't wanna see you
Went a few degrees up
And tryna stack my cheese up
And don't bother calling back I think I got amnesia
It's a shame that you really think I need you
Wouldn't wanna be you
And wouldn't wanna see you
Went a few degrees up
And tryna stack my cheese up
And don't bother calling back I think I got amnesia
Just to remind you
I'm hot without a vagina
You were fine and I'll be finer
Like thread counts or designer
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Writer(s): Dominick Bates
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