Moody Iffy Foreign (Ft. Kyle Richh)

[Intro: Kyle Richh & Iffy Foreign]
Yes!
Damn, like, love so real but this feel so fake
Glaow
(Damn), Damn, (Damn)

[Verse 1: Iffy Foreign]
Baby you got the key to my heart, I be lovin' your face when I'm with you on Facetime
In the party, I'm grabbin' your waistline
Back to the room, yeah, I don't wanna waste time
But you be playin with me in my face and I be goin' through it all by myself
You takin' advantage of the way I loved you so you won't this to nobody else
Like, they put a battery pack on your back and I gotta through this all on my own
Because I don't got nobody else, another heartbreak under my belt (Zoe, what up?)
Like, I be hatin' the way that I feel, worst pain anybody ever felt
And I keep this shit all to myself, nobody could get it even if I tell
Wait, I think that name ring a bell
If you gonna fuck me, don't go and tell
Cause I got a lover I wanna maintain, I hate when I cheat that shit put me through hell
Damn, why the fuck I'm goin' through all this shit and I'm only nineteen?
How the fuck, they need to up this beat
Perc in my soda, heart on my sleeve

[Verse 2: Kyle Ricch]
Fell in love with the 'ussy
I forgot, like, you gotta remind me
Pass me the cup wit' a [?]
Like if it's Whitney, don't pass me the bottle
Friday night took a trip to [?]
We gettin deady tonight
Pop me a thirty, I might
Like, wocky, mix it with sprite
Come here, lingerie, I told her take it off
6, 12 and the booty is soft
Shit got a jiggle when she try to walk
Nobody but us, (like), we do not care about them (like what)
Fuck the war, we not makin' amends
I got your back all the way til the end