this ain't right
She don't want me to show emotion
But then she's freaking about every fucking thing
Like, you know this ain't right
So now I'm not showing nothing
I don't even wanna talk to you
Like, girl you really ain't worth it
I don't really want to fuck with you
Like I don't really think you deserve it
I miss the time when I went out to lurk
And hide in the shadows right behind the curtains
This bitch is off on a Xan or a Perc
Cause she really thought I would get her some Birkins
So I really had to put her to work
Cause I ain't really paying shit for the flirting
She asked me how many bitches I've hurt
That's when I told her to mind her own business
Like how could I fix it?
Like I'm not religious
I had a time in like 2018, but I'm not religious
I had a bitch and that bitch was a mean one, always was bitching
So as a joke I say "go to the kitchen, make me a sandwich."
I see her listen, but she isn't laughing
I see her broken, I'm willing to fix it
I'm calling it interest
This girl is a futuristic looking model, so I try to fix it
I knew that the shit wouldn't work but I tried it
But I should've listened
She don't want me to show emotion
But then she's freaking about every fucking thing
Like, you know this ain't right
So now I'm not showing nothing
She don't want me to show emotion
But then she's freaking about every fucking thing
Like, you know this ain't right
So now I'm not showing nothing
She don't want me to show emotion
But then she's freaking about every fucking thing
Like, you know this ain't right
But then she's freaking about every fucking thing
Like, you know this ain't right
So now I'm not showing nothing
I don't even wanna talk to you
Like, girl you really ain't worth it
I don't really want to fuck with you
Like I don't really think you deserve it
I miss the time when I went out to lurk
And hide in the shadows right behind the curtains
This bitch is off on a Xan or a Perc
Cause she really thought I would get her some Birkins
So I really had to put her to work
Cause I ain't really paying shit for the flirting
She asked me how many bitches I've hurt
That's when I told her to mind her own business
Like how could I fix it?
Like I'm not religious
I had a time in like 2018, but I'm not religious
I had a bitch and that bitch was a mean one, always was bitching
So as a joke I say "go to the kitchen, make me a sandwich."
I see her listen, but she isn't laughing
I see her broken, I'm willing to fix it
I'm calling it interest
This girl is a futuristic looking model, so I try to fix it
I knew that the shit wouldn't work but I tried it
But I should've listened
She don't want me to show emotion
But then she's freaking about every fucking thing
Like, you know this ain't right
So now I'm not showing nothing
She don't want me to show emotion
But then she's freaking about every fucking thing
Like, you know this ain't right
So now I'm not showing nothing
She don't want me to show emotion
But then she's freaking about every fucking thing
Like, you know this ain't right
Credits
Writer(s): Yours Sadly
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