I'll make you my ex I'll make you my ex I'll make you my ex I'll make you my ex
Been 5 minutes since you went off Now you're tryna take my clothes off Tell me look up while I'm kneeling Fuck it, I just hit my ceiling
I'm an angel when I'm easy I'm a bitch just cause I'm leaving Got you all up in your feelings Creep my stories if you need me
Biting my tongue 'til I taste red Since you started messing with my head But I'd rather play dead than let you back in my bed Sleeping with gold chains and garlic round my neck
I'll make u my ex I'll make u my ex Before crying during sex Crying during sex
I'll make u my ex I'll make u my ex Before crying during sex Crying during sex
I'll make you my ex I'll make you my ex I'll make you my ex I'll make you my ex
High stakes, high pony, high waist jeans I don't give a fuck what you don't like about me I get back on playing d, I protect my energy Left your text bubble flashing on indefinite ellipses Left you flashing on an ellipsis
I'll make you my ex I'll make you my ex I'll make you my ex I'll make you my ex
I'll make u my ex I'll make u my ex Before crying during sex Crying during sex
I'll make u my ex I'll make u my ex Before crying during sex Crying during sex I'll make you my ex I'll make you my ex I'll make you my ex I'll make you my exTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
