Got you in my head now Had four, five drinks then I got you in my bed now (oh, no) Would've been on my way, but I'm with you instead now (right here)
Losing yo' focus, but I need you here now Send shots my way, fuck that, boy, you ain't no saint When the liquor get pouring, you really start acting your age Backflip then switch, boy, you don't even mean what you say Tell me I'm messed up, but how could you blame me? Look what you made me
Out of breath Face blue but I'm seeing red I was strong feeling at my best Thought of you make me second guess Weighing on me, pressure on me, yeah, I admit I get needy Got the receipts, soon as I leave all of a sudden you need me
Babe I've been up all night feeling so damaged (so damaged) Maybe I should spend less time with you gettin' caught up Told myself that I'm through Then I'm back here with you Fuck it, give me round two Love that thing that you do (yeah, yeah)
Got you in my head now Had four, five drinks then I got you in my bed now (oh, no) Would've been on my way, but I'm with you instead now (right here) Losing yo' focus, but I need you here now Send shots my way, fuck that, boy, you ain't no saint When the liquor get pouring, you really start acting your age Backflip then switch, boy, you don't even mean what you say Tell me I'm messed up, but how could you blame me? Look what you made me
We live fast, run it up Me my girls run amuck I touch down turn it up You out here looking stuck, yeah I'ma have you pressed lonely all night Send a drunk text, try to ruin my night Wish you ain't said it, you gon' regret it That shit you pulling don't fit my aesthetic
Watch what I do You've been watching my moves Watch how I do (what how I do) Yeah, you know I can't lose (I can't lose) Been calling my phone tryna waste my time Knowing if I pick up, then it's one more time What's one more time...
Got you in my head now Had four, five drinks then I got you in my bed now (oh, no) Would've been on my way, but I'm with you instead now (right here) Losing yo' focus, but I need you here now Send shots my way, fuck that, boy, you ain't no saint When the liquor get pouring, you really start acting your age Backflip then switch, boy, you don't even mean what you say Tell me I'm messed up, but how could you blame me? Look what you made meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
