6:45 Naïka

Ooh-oh-oh-oh, nah-nah-no-no

I thought I told you
This in between it don't work good for me
Don't say you catch me cuz you move when I leave
Gotta stand on my own two feet

You busy body, lovin' the streets, huh
You really wrong, must not know about me
Got me confused for a home body
It's such a pity, pity

You got me fucked up
Can't make my mind up
I can do bad all on my own
You actin' so-so, so over social
These thoughts they won't leave me alone

And now it's 6:45 and you're stuck on my mind
Thought you'd hit my phone when you're home for the night
Treat me like I'm dumb baby, j'suis pas dans la vibe
I can put it down and move on with my life

How you in denial like this?
Why you lie like this?
Baby, soit t'es mine or let me mind my business
Either be mine or let me mind my business
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh