Yeah What you do
No calling from my mom
I got too much gettin sweat on a regular
Cant feel a love and face, I don't need it yuh
Bae how you do
Now you don't call me your heart
I got too much gettin sweat on a regular
Said I'm ready for your fest, So I riding hard
Say you love me or I’ll make you worst again
I’ve been waiting you like weeks, So make some fucks again
I try to make this fine
Yeah I try to avoid these signs
But boy you gotta learn
That I wont give you last chance
Or I’ll make a wish list
About Falling on the rooftop.
You’ll falling on the rooftop
Thats gon be my last case,
and don't forget your mistakes
I've try to make this shits fine
Fuck you till the night’s done