Falling (feat. YUNG Shae, Antisosa & YG3 Drippy)
Ooh, I, yeah, I'm fallin' for the trap
Did something I said id never do
Hey, Ross, sauce it up
Ooh, I, I'm fallin' for the trap
Fallin' for the same trap
Have you ever been so overweight that no one wants to hang out with you
I don't think so
Have you ever been in the whip and the girls just suckin' him
Have you ever been so alone in your life that you have everything but no one wants to know
You try to get me back to your house while I'm dressed the way that I am
I hate bein' in the same room, I hate bein' halls
I hate bein' in the same room, thinking about the times
You said I love feelin' it, woah
Said I love feelin' it, said I love feelin' it, said I love feelin' it
Fall, fallin
Me and shae in the bitch me and shae keep falling for the same trap
The trap by you, the trap by the rise and the trap by the fame
All you is doin', all you is doin
You just be lovin' me for the fame, for the fame
Woah, woah
Keep, keep on keepin
Keep on keepin
Said it doesn't matter what I do right
All the arguments ain't your right
And it never matter what it is
Your face, your name always in my head
Always tryna tell you keep it cool
Takin' all this drama like it's high school
And I know you never playin' nice
Playin' with my head, yeah, you play me real nice
Yeah, you play me real nice
Play me real nice
When you in my head
In my head
Ooh
I'll be still here fallin' for the same trap
The game done when you gone win
You be sittin' over there bein' a whore
Bein' a lame, bein' over there
Bein' super silly over there
Me and shae in the bitch
Me and shae trying to find the way through love
Falling
Yeah, I'm fallin' to the pain
Ayy, Ross, sauce it up
Midnight and we lookin' at the moonlight
All she wanna do is suck me all night
That shit don't really even feel right
All she said is wanna be on sight
And she wanna fight, I don't wanna cry
I don't wanna lie, I don't wanna lie
I don't wanna have to die
I don't have any money, now she really gotta try
I'm just tryna stay out the way
I just know why she be in her ways
I'm just tryna take you out
Ayy, I know I'm not tryna be late
Uh, I know I'm goin' too fast
Too hunnid all the days
I just wanna see how long could I last
Uh, uh, I just wanna be better than your last
That shit was trash, now I'm gettin' money
Now I got this cash, now we on your ass
Scurrin' and hookin' up, bitch, I won't never come back
Yeah, I won't never come back, yeah
And we swervin' through the lanes
Pushin' niggas, y'all niggas really be lame
That's how y'all wanna play the game, oh
If we gotta do the game, this shit won't be the same
Look me in my eyes, yeah, you gon' tell the difference
Realize that I'm stuck there, I've been on a mission
You go behind my back, you fuck my ass, know I ain't missin
You cryin' in my lap, my arm in, baby, grab a session
And I said, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
1942, now they sippin' up Bacardi
Spent a new car, had to run up in the Rari
Two Maybachs in the hood like a Tari
But this whole bitch, I can't really say sorry, no
Sorry, no
Sorry, no
Sorry, no
Sorry, no
Said, I'm sorry, no
I said, I'm sorry, no
Like two times, I'm ridin' out
Ridin' out
Spinnin' out
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ridin' out
Did something I said id never do
Hey, Ross, sauce it up
Ooh, I, I'm fallin' for the trap
Fallin' for the same trap
Have you ever been so overweight that no one wants to hang out with you
I don't think so
Have you ever been in the whip and the girls just suckin' him
Have you ever been so alone in your life that you have everything but no one wants to know
You try to get me back to your house while I'm dressed the way that I am
I hate bein' in the same room, I hate bein' halls
I hate bein' in the same room, thinking about the times
You said I love feelin' it, woah
Said I love feelin' it, said I love feelin' it, said I love feelin' it
Fall, fallin
Me and shae in the bitch me and shae keep falling for the same trap
The trap by you, the trap by the rise and the trap by the fame
All you is doin', all you is doin
You just be lovin' me for the fame, for the fame
Woah, woah
Keep, keep on keepin
Keep on keepin
Said it doesn't matter what I do right
All the arguments ain't your right
And it never matter what it is
Your face, your name always in my head
Always tryna tell you keep it cool
Takin' all this drama like it's high school
And I know you never playin' nice
Playin' with my head, yeah, you play me real nice
Yeah, you play me real nice
Play me real nice
When you in my head
In my head
Ooh
I'll be still here fallin' for the same trap
The game done when you gone win
You be sittin' over there bein' a whore
Bein' a lame, bein' over there
Bein' super silly over there
Me and shae in the bitch
Me and shae trying to find the way through love
Falling
Yeah, I'm fallin' to the pain
Ayy, Ross, sauce it up
Midnight and we lookin' at the moonlight
All she wanna do is suck me all night
That shit don't really even feel right
All she said is wanna be on sight
And she wanna fight, I don't wanna cry
I don't wanna lie, I don't wanna lie
I don't wanna have to die
I don't have any money, now she really gotta try
I'm just tryna stay out the way
I just know why she be in her ways
I'm just tryna take you out
Ayy, I know I'm not tryna be late
Uh, I know I'm goin' too fast
Too hunnid all the days
I just wanna see how long could I last
Uh, uh, I just wanna be better than your last
That shit was trash, now I'm gettin' money
Now I got this cash, now we on your ass
Scurrin' and hookin' up, bitch, I won't never come back
Yeah, I won't never come back, yeah
And we swervin' through the lanes
Pushin' niggas, y'all niggas really be lame
That's how y'all wanna play the game, oh
If we gotta do the game, this shit won't be the same
Look me in my eyes, yeah, you gon' tell the difference
Realize that I'm stuck there, I've been on a mission
You go behind my back, you fuck my ass, know I ain't missin
You cryin' in my lap, my arm in, baby, grab a session
And I said, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
1942, now they sippin' up Bacardi
Spent a new car, had to run up in the Rari
Two Maybachs in the hood like a Tari
But this whole bitch, I can't really say sorry, no
Sorry, no
Sorry, no
Sorry, no
Sorry, no
Said, I'm sorry, no
I said, I'm sorry, no
Like two times, I'm ridin' out
Ridin' out
Spinnin' out
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ridin' out
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Writer(s): Aidan Low, Lil Agent
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