[Verse]
If you're dating, tell me why she texted
Yeah, it's phreshboyswag, I'm the bestest
I just caught a flight, yeah, I had to check in
Drugs in my bag, I hope that they don't check it
Trying to flex a band when your fucking check hit
Think this came, might be laced, I've got to check it
Everyday, I just been flexing
Everyday I'm flexed up on my ex bitch
I don't really give a fuck about my ex bitch
I ain't going to lie, I really want the sex, bitch
I ain't going to lie, I'm making all these checks, bitch
Why she playing with my feelings just likе chess, bitch
I don't know how I've been feeling, I've been strеssing
Grateful for this music shit, yeah, it's a blessing
Skinny jeans on when I'm fucking dressing
I don't know how she feel, she's got me guessing
I think I'm crushing, I think I might confess it
I ain't been sober, I must confess it
Blacked out last night, we were kissing, but I kissed another girl too
I think I might like her, I don't like you, but I still think you're sexy
I'm with Shay, riding around in a Lexy
Both of us got way too drunk, and it got messy
Yeah, they weren't supposed to meet, and it got messy
Do I even like her, I perplex me
Yeah, I'm wearing lots of fur while she text me
I don't know how I feel when she text me
I don't know how she feels when she texts me
She said, "Sex me", I said, "I'm trying to sex you"
Come on, text me, why I've got to text you?
Leases over in a week, I said come through
And I mean just you, tell your friends don't come through
And I mean just you, tell your friends don't come through
If you're dating, tell me why she texted
Yeah, it's phreshboyswag, I'm the bestest
I just caught a flight, yeah, I had to check in
Drugs in my bag, I hope that they don't check it
Trying to flex a band when your fucking check hit
Think this came, might be laced, I've got to check it
Everyday, I just been flexing
Everyday I'm flexed up on my ex bitch
I don't really give a fuck about my ex bitch
I ain't going to lie, I really want the sex, bitch
I ain't going to lie, I'm making all these checks, bitch
Why she playing with my feelings just likе chess, bitch
I don't know how I've been feeling, I've been strеssing
Grateful for this music shit, yeah, it's a blessing
Skinny jeans on when I'm fucking dressing
I don't know how she feel, she's got me guessing
I think I'm crushing, I think I might confess it
I ain't been sober, I must confess it
Blacked out last night, we were kissing, but I kissed another girl too
I think I might like her, I don't like you, but I still think you're sexy
I'm with Shay, riding around in a Lexy
Both of us got way too drunk, and it got messy
Yeah, they weren't supposed to meet, and it got messy
Do I even like her, I perplex me
Yeah, I'm wearing lots of fur while she text me
I don't know how I feel when she text me
I don't know how she feels when she texts me
She said, "Sex me", I said, "I'm trying to sex you"
Come on, text me, why I've got to text you?
Leases over in a week, I said come through
And I mean just you, tell your friends don't come through
And I mean just you, tell your friends don't come through
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