ur gf listens to my music

I hope you're fucking haunted by the things that I'm doing
I heard your new girlfriend listens to my music
Every time I pop up I hope it makes you too sick
Your mama still ask about me right
Yeah I knew it

Yeah I'm like the ghost in the walls
Memories in the halls
I don't even try but somehow I'm still involved
And uh -
I guess its cause karma's my bitch
Thats right and I hope she leaves you haunted

It must really suck to be my ex
The girls in your bed all listen to my songs
And say "she's up next"
And you're like "oh my god can I please get a rest"
No
You can rest when I'm dead (Ha)

I would sit and talk about it but I gotta go
Your girlfriend just bought a ticket backstage to my show
I won't see you later but you'll see me on your phone
I be getting love from everybody you know

I hope you're fucking haunted by the things that I'm doing
I heard your new girlfriend listens to my music
Every time I pop up I hope it makes you too sick
Your mama still ask about me right
Yeah I knew it

Yeah I'm like the ghost in the walls
Memories in the halls
I don't even try but somehow I'm still involved
And uh -
I guess its cause karma's my bitch
Thats right and I hope she leaves you haunted

Out of sight and out of mind
Too bad that I'm always in sight
You can't erase me even if you tried
And I know you've tried

They're playing my song on your way to work
A girl on the street was just wearing my merch
I'm everywhere and I know it hurts
It's my blessing and your curse

I hope you're fucking haunted by the things that I'm doing
I heard your new girlfriend listens to my music
Every time I pop up I hope it makes you too sick
Your mama still ask about me right
Yeah I knew it

Yeah I'm like the ghost in the walls
Memories in the halls
I don't even try but somehow I'm still involved
And uh -
I guess its cause karma's my bitch
Thats right and I hope she leaves you haunted

I hope you're fucking haunted by the things that I'm doing
I heard your new girlfriend listens to my music
Every time I pop up I hope it makes you too sick
Your mama still ask about me right
Yeah I knew it

Yeah I'm like the ghost in the walls
Memories in the halls
I don't even try but somehow I'm still involved
And uh -
I guess its cause karma's my bitch
Thats right and I hope she leaves you haunted



Credits
Writer(s): Brianna Agosta
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