[Pre-Chorus: Conor Maynard]
I know way too many bitches in my city
It’s getting hard to find somebody different
So please excuse if I am acting distant
So distant
[Verse 1: Anth]
Yeah, come through
We ain’t make plans, so it’s on you
Forget about your man now
Fuckin’ with the man now
I’ma do the things that he won’t do
What you gon’ do?
Roll up, roll up
Colombian shaped like a coca
She livin’ la vida loca
4 in the morning, she show up
Waist thin, accent so thick
Tight dress, yeah, work that shit
Phone’s off, no calls, no pics
Work tomorrow, she’ll call in sick
She might get fired for that
But fuck it, she like where she at
Girl, you know I want you bad
But I’m too fucked up for that
Too numb
I know way too many bitches in my city
It’s getting hard to find somebody different
So please excuse if I am acting distant
So distant
[Verse 1: Anth]
Yeah, come through
We ain’t make plans, so it’s on you
Forget about your man now
Fuckin’ with the man now
I’ma do the things that he won’t do
What you gon’ do?
Roll up, roll up
Colombian shaped like a coca
She livin’ la vida loca
4 in the morning, she show up
Waist thin, accent so thick
Tight dress, yeah, work that shit
Phone’s off, no calls, no pics
Work tomorrow, she’ll call in sick
She might get fired for that
But fuck it, she like where she at
Girl, you know I want you bad
But I’m too fucked up for that
Too numb
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