White lies You love to spin 'em Eat that shit for dinner every night Just like you love those white lines Baby, you're bitter Paint me like the sinner every time
If you can't take the heat Get the fuck out the kitchen I won't be the one that's stuck reminiscing Say it's on me but I ain't finna listen You turned into a ghost Out with your friends so I'm at a party 2 AM sins, mix 'em up with Bacardí Never said you're sorry Fucked her in thе 'Rari, oh
Look who's cryin' now Tables turned around You didn't give a fuck Whеn it was my heart on the ground But now you're on your knees While I'm wrapped in his sheets Yeah, karma's a bitch but she ain't got nothing on me Look who's cryin' now
No fun Oh, how ironic You can't stand when I'm holding the gun But baby, you drew first blood The way you cursed us and then you had the nerve to call it love
If you can't take the heat Get the fuck out the kitchen I won't be the one that's stuck reminiscing Say it's on me but I ain't finna listen You turned into a ghost Out with your friends so I'm at a party 2 AM sins, mix 'em up with Bacardí Never said you're sorry Fucked her in the 'Rari, oh
Look who's cryin' now Tables turned around You didn't give a fuck When it was my heart on the ground But now you're on your knees While I'm wrapped in his sheets Yeah, karma's a bitch but she ain't got nothing on me Look who's cryin' now (Now, now)
Look who's cryin' (Now, now) I said look who's cryin' now (Now, now) Look who's cryin' now (Now, now) Look who's cryin' nowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
