What Got Into You?
Knowin' I can love you better
Turn around and treat me like whatever
You knew that shit was foul, I'm like wow
What got into you
I'm tired of everybody moving around this bitch like they perfect
I slice into yo heart, you cut your wrist, you ain't need surgery
You ain't ready to die, you did that for attention hoe you nervous
Slice your vain horizontal, when you 'posed to. slice it vertically
I thought Solo died on me, he popped a perc' he was unresponsive
And you bought that shit off me, you better not die, I'mma feel responsible
In a movie theatre, while they taking flicks, I feel uncomfortable
It's some days I feel down, it's some days I feel unconquerable
It's some days I don't frown, I'm tryna make them unnumerable
Niggas cuffed my old hoes, lettin' them go was unnegotiable
And I say they still a gang, when look at me I'm unapproachable
And he gave that girl a ring, she look at me like it's what you was supposed to do
Shawty jumped the gun, I dropped the piece, I can't get close to you
She know I'm one of one, she one of three, so she disposable
I ain't start the beef, they look at me like I'm supposed to chew
You knew that shit was foul, I'm like, wow, what got into you
My nigga don't drink or smoke, I think he coke, look at his nail file
She in her feelin's, cappin' to her folks, ain't fuck with him for real
She told her friends been so-and-so, did such-and-such
I be like chill, now turn around and treat me like what ever
Knowin' damn well I can love you better
Knew that shit was foul, I'm like wow what got into you
You knew that shit was foul, I'm like wow what got into you
Now turn around and treat me like whatever
I'm tired of everybody moving around this bitch like they perfect
I slice into yo heart, you cut your wrist, you ain't need surgery
You ain't ready to die, you did that for attention hoe you nervous
Now turn around and treat me like whatever
Turn around and treat me like whatever
You knew that shit was foul, I'm like wow
What got into you
I'm tired of everybody moving around this bitch like they perfect
I slice into yo heart, you cut your wrist, you ain't need surgery
You ain't ready to die, you did that for attention hoe you nervous
Slice your vain horizontal, when you 'posed to. slice it vertically
I thought Solo died on me, he popped a perc' he was unresponsive
And you bought that shit off me, you better not die, I'mma feel responsible
In a movie theatre, while they taking flicks, I feel uncomfortable
It's some days I feel down, it's some days I feel unconquerable
It's some days I don't frown, I'm tryna make them unnumerable
Niggas cuffed my old hoes, lettin' them go was unnegotiable
And I say they still a gang, when look at me I'm unapproachable
And he gave that girl a ring, she look at me like it's what you was supposed to do
Shawty jumped the gun, I dropped the piece, I can't get close to you
She know I'm one of one, she one of three, so she disposable
I ain't start the beef, they look at me like I'm supposed to chew
You knew that shit was foul, I'm like, wow, what got into you
My nigga don't drink or smoke, I think he coke, look at his nail file
She in her feelin's, cappin' to her folks, ain't fuck with him for real
She told her friends been so-and-so, did such-and-such
I be like chill, now turn around and treat me like what ever
Knowin' damn well I can love you better
Knew that shit was foul, I'm like wow what got into you
You knew that shit was foul, I'm like wow what got into you
Now turn around and treat me like whatever
I'm tired of everybody moving around this bitch like they perfect
I slice into yo heart, you cut your wrist, you ain't need surgery
You ain't ready to die, you did that for attention hoe you nervous
Now turn around and treat me like whatever
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Writer(s): Miles Thomas
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