When I Get My Turn? (CAPYAC Remix)
Caught me slippin' lose control
Got rear ended by a reckless soul
She ain't brake, she ran me over
Now I'm stranded on the shoulder
(When I get my turn)
Swear this my last hurt no cap
Locking my heart up forgetting
The password what's that
If I don't catch a break soon
Then hmm, I'm 'gon catch a case ugh
Wishing I could forget ya face but
I got it burned in my retina
That's why I lay sick thinking
About how the days went
When you and me
Treated each other like we were human beings
Doing deeds that some might have called affectionate
But ain't nothing sweet no confections here
Threw all that out ain't no fetching it
It's a race to the exit, you cheated
And that's some bull
I'm heated, you beat me by decimals
Tell me when I get my turn
Sick of being the one to get burned
Tryna find my lane, I'm swerving
Sick of hitting all these curves
Tell me when I get my turn
Sick of being the one to get burned
Tryna find my lane, I'm swerving
Sick of hitting all these curves
(When I get my turn)
Tell me when I get my turn
Sick of being the one to get burned
Tryna find my lane, I'm swerving
Sick of hitting all these curves
(When I get my turn)
Tell me when I get my turn
Sick of being the one to get burned
I went from lovesick
To sick to my stomach
You was a dime but
Couldn't Keep it a hundred
With me no-no-no
I did the math knew odds were low we would last
Was thinking that I'd do the dash first
But turns out that you got the last word
(When I, when I, when I get my turn)
Tell me when I get my turn
Sick of being the one to get burned
Tryna find my lane, I'm swerving
Sick of hitting all these curves
Tell me when I get my turn
Sick of being the one to get burned
Tryna find my lane, I'm swerving
Sick of hitting all these curves
Caught me slippin' lose control
Got rear ended by a reckless soul
She ain't brake, she ran me over
Now I'm stranded on the shoulder
I went from lovesick
To sick to my stomach
You was a dime but
Couldn't Keep it a hundred
With me no-no-no
I did the math knew odds were low we would last
Was thinking that I'd do the dash first
But turns out that you got the last word
(When I get my turn)
Tell me when I get my turn
Sick of being the one to get burned
Tryna find my lane, I'm swerving
Sick of hitting all these curves
(When I get my turn)
Tell me when I get my turn
Sick of being the one to get burned
Tryna find my lane, I'm swerving
Sick of hitting all these curves
(When I get my turn)
Tell me when I get my turn
Sick of being the one to get burned
Tryna find my lane, I'm swerving
Sick of hitting all these curves
(When I get my turn)
Tell me when I get my turn
Sick of being the one to get burned
Tryna find my lane, I'm swerving
(When I, when I, when I get my turn)
(When I, when I, when I get my turn)
(When I, when I, when I get my turn)
Got rear ended by a reckless soul
She ain't brake, she ran me over
Now I'm stranded on the shoulder
(When I get my turn)
Swear this my last hurt no cap
Locking my heart up forgetting
The password what's that
If I don't catch a break soon
Then hmm, I'm 'gon catch a case ugh
Wishing I could forget ya face but
I got it burned in my retina
That's why I lay sick thinking
About how the days went
When you and me
Treated each other like we were human beings
Doing deeds that some might have called affectionate
But ain't nothing sweet no confections here
Threw all that out ain't no fetching it
It's a race to the exit, you cheated
And that's some bull
I'm heated, you beat me by decimals
Tell me when I get my turn
Sick of being the one to get burned
Tryna find my lane, I'm swerving
Sick of hitting all these curves
Tell me when I get my turn
Sick of being the one to get burned
Tryna find my lane, I'm swerving
Sick of hitting all these curves
(When I get my turn)
Tell me when I get my turn
Sick of being the one to get burned
Tryna find my lane, I'm swerving
Sick of hitting all these curves
(When I get my turn)
Tell me when I get my turn
Sick of being the one to get burned
I went from lovesick
To sick to my stomach
You was a dime but
Couldn't Keep it a hundred
With me no-no-no
I did the math knew odds were low we would last
Was thinking that I'd do the dash first
But turns out that you got the last word
(When I, when I, when I get my turn)
Tell me when I get my turn
Sick of being the one to get burned
Tryna find my lane, I'm swerving
Sick of hitting all these curves
Tell me when I get my turn
Sick of being the one to get burned
Tryna find my lane, I'm swerving
Sick of hitting all these curves
Caught me slippin' lose control
Got rear ended by a reckless soul
She ain't brake, she ran me over
Now I'm stranded on the shoulder
I went from lovesick
To sick to my stomach
You was a dime but
Couldn't Keep it a hundred
With me no-no-no
I did the math knew odds were low we would last
Was thinking that I'd do the dash first
But turns out that you got the last word
(When I get my turn)
Tell me when I get my turn
Sick of being the one to get burned
Tryna find my lane, I'm swerving
Sick of hitting all these curves
(When I get my turn)
Tell me when I get my turn
Sick of being the one to get burned
Tryna find my lane, I'm swerving
Sick of hitting all these curves
(When I get my turn)
Tell me when I get my turn
Sick of being the one to get burned
Tryna find my lane, I'm swerving
Sick of hitting all these curves
(When I get my turn)
Tell me when I get my turn
Sick of being the one to get burned
Tryna find my lane, I'm swerving
(When I, when I, when I get my turn)
(When I, when I, when I get my turn)
(When I, when I, when I get my turn)
Credits
Writer(s): Yannick Hughes, Matthew Fishman
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