Just Askin'
Wassup, in your world?
And are you still coolin' with that lame girl?
I ain't hatin', it don't matter though
I kept it cool, but you made me wanna slap a ho
I look good, what does she have?
I was down, no knee pads
Look, this kinda sound like a poem
If you relate then point 'em out if you know 'em
Hey, boy hush that, I remembered you were riding on your mustache
You was hanging so hard, you nearly lost that
Little trick you like to do, yeah I taught that
I got a brand new man and a brand new place
Glad you called, thought you coulda had that space
I'm alright, and imma play it cool
I can't cook, but I made a plate for you
You wanted something more, than what we had
What's up with her? She ain't all that
I'm not trippin' on what coulda been
I know it's kinda weird, I'm just askin'
Just askin'
I know it's kinda weird, I'm just askin'
I just happened
To run into you and I noticed your reaction
You couldn't say shit, I read your caption
She a one-hit wonder, and you missin' my classics
Damn that's tragic
I would hate to be you
To tell the truth, she could never be me
I got a new man, with a few new bands
Give me what I want, and he got that D
I got a brand new man and a brand new place
Glad you called, thought you coulda had that space
I'm alright, and imma play it cool
I can't cook, but I made a plate for you
You wanted something more, than what we had
What's up with her? She ain't all that
I'm not trippin' on what coulda been
I know it's kinda weird, I'm just askin'
Just askin'
I know it's kinda weird, I'm just askin'
*Sent Saturday at 11: 53 PM*
You know what, you are seriously such a fuckin' bitch ass, loser, motherfucker
You got over me? Yeah, you got the fuck over me
Cause you fuckin' another fuckin' bitch
*End of message*
*Next message*
I'm sorry that I'm crying right now
But I'm drunk, and -
*End of message*
*Next message*
This is bullshit, because you found
A new perfect girl for you
Wassup, in your world?
Wassup - wassup, in your world?
I got a brand new man and a brand new place
Glad you called, thought you coulda had that space
I'm alright, and imma play it cool
I can't cook, but I made a plate for you
You wanted something more, than what we had
What's up with her? She ain't all that
I'm not trippin' on what coulda been
I know it's kinda weird, I'm just askin'
Just askin'
I know it's kinda weird, I'm just askin'
And are you still coolin' with that lame girl?
I ain't hatin', it don't matter though
I kept it cool, but you made me wanna slap a ho
I look good, what does she have?
I was down, no knee pads
Look, this kinda sound like a poem
If you relate then point 'em out if you know 'em
Hey, boy hush that, I remembered you were riding on your mustache
You was hanging so hard, you nearly lost that
Little trick you like to do, yeah I taught that
I got a brand new man and a brand new place
Glad you called, thought you coulda had that space
I'm alright, and imma play it cool
I can't cook, but I made a plate for you
You wanted something more, than what we had
What's up with her? She ain't all that
I'm not trippin' on what coulda been
I know it's kinda weird, I'm just askin'
Just askin'
I know it's kinda weird, I'm just askin'
I just happened
To run into you and I noticed your reaction
You couldn't say shit, I read your caption
She a one-hit wonder, and you missin' my classics
Damn that's tragic
I would hate to be you
To tell the truth, she could never be me
I got a new man, with a few new bands
Give me what I want, and he got that D
I got a brand new man and a brand new place
Glad you called, thought you coulda had that space
I'm alright, and imma play it cool
I can't cook, but I made a plate for you
You wanted something more, than what we had
What's up with her? She ain't all that
I'm not trippin' on what coulda been
I know it's kinda weird, I'm just askin'
Just askin'
I know it's kinda weird, I'm just askin'
*Sent Saturday at 11: 53 PM*
You know what, you are seriously such a fuckin' bitch ass, loser, motherfucker
You got over me? Yeah, you got the fuck over me
Cause you fuckin' another fuckin' bitch
*End of message*
*Next message*
I'm sorry that I'm crying right now
But I'm drunk, and -
*End of message*
*Next message*
This is bullshit, because you found
A new perfect girl for you
Wassup, in your world?
Wassup - wassup, in your world?
I got a brand new man and a brand new place
Glad you called, thought you coulda had that space
I'm alright, and imma play it cool
I can't cook, but I made a plate for you
You wanted something more, than what we had
What's up with her? She ain't all that
I'm not trippin' on what coulda been
I know it's kinda weird, I'm just askin'
Just askin'
I know it's kinda weird, I'm just askin'
Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Christopher Shave, Natalie Sims, Amethyst Amelia Kelly, George Astasio, Jason Andrew Pebworth, Markous Roberts, Ryan Adam Woodcock
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