I've seen all the signs,
And I know you bad for me,
If I were to lose you it'd be a tragedy,
But I know,
I know you bad for me,
And I'm so bad for you it's a catch22,
Lately I don't pick the phone,
I been off in my zone,
Rolling up the gas it's strong,
Thinkin' of the planes of flown,
All the the things i own,
I've been plottin' my best move,
Something inside of you switched up,
You ain't the girl I knew,
I been in the field gettin' up,
Guess you for real a dub,
Got a couple hoes showing' love,
Probably shown to you in the club,
I'm from the city where even the bitches know they gotta keep the stick tucked,
They don't know love need a crash course,
We just finna f*ck until your voice hoarse,
Mmm,
I seen all the signs,
And I know you bad for me,
If i were to lose you it'd be a tragedy,
But I know,
I know you bad for me,
And I'm so bad for you it's a catch22