[Verse 1]
I’m tryna be somebody
But not somebody who loves ya
Cause I’m not gonna trust ya
You an uptown girl and I’m downtown
We ridin’ ‘round, we turnin’ up all weekend
We in the cut, I’m faded out with like all three of my best friends
[Chorus]
And right now, right now, right now, right now
Right now right now I wanna fuck ya
I won’t ever try to tell you I love ya
But I’ll never leave you with all them fuckboys
You know me better than that
We been gettin’ faded in these places together
But baby, right now, right now, right now, right now, right now right now I just wanna fuck, I just wanna fuck, I just wanna
[Verse 2]
She probably think that I love her
I told her that I don’t love her, she think I do, I do, I do
She wonder how much I love her because I paid for her cover
I’m being cool, cool, cool
She asked me why I’m always faded in the nightclub
I ask her why she’s always playing on her phone
And she said “everything fucked up”
Everything fucked up and she hate being alone
I grew up in the city with my parents
All my friends were broke and families will be chillin’ in my basement
And my sister had some girlfriends who were growing up the same way
And all these bitches are the same way
Broken home turned up, dad gone, they lifted
Tryna fall in love with any man who listens
Now everything’s fucked up
They in the club and they sippin’
Tryna be the one that got all these dopeboys stripping
I’m tryna be somebody
But not somebody who loves ya
Cause I’m not gonna trust ya
You an uptown girl and I’m downtown
We ridin’ ‘round, we turnin’ up all weekend
We in the cut, I’m faded out with like all three of my best friends
[Chorus]
And right now, right now, right now, right now
Right now right now I wanna fuck ya
I won’t ever try to tell you I love ya
But I’ll never leave you with all them fuckboys
You know me better than that
We been gettin’ faded in these places together
But baby, right now, right now, right now, right now, right now right now I just wanna fuck, I just wanna fuck, I just wanna
[Verse 2]
She probably think that I love her
I told her that I don’t love her, she think I do, I do, I do
She wonder how much I love her because I paid for her cover
I’m being cool, cool, cool
She asked me why I’m always faded in the nightclub
I ask her why she’s always playing on her phone
And she said “everything fucked up”
Everything fucked up and she hate being alone
I grew up in the city with my parents
All my friends were broke and families will be chillin’ in my basement
And my sister had some girlfriends who were growing up the same way
And all these bitches are the same way
Broken home turned up, dad gone, they lifted
Tryna fall in love with any man who listens
Now everything’s fucked up
They in the club and they sippin’
Tryna be the one that got all these dopeboys stripping
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