It wasn't you
It wasn't you
Lalalalala
It's a hard ass feeling I can't explain
What about her head man that shit so plain
Don't know why that hoe wanna go on a date
I-I don't know why I'm the nigga that she hate
I don't know why I just want bae
Bitch gonna take a lil lie to the grave
I don't know why I have bad days
Smoking on weed man it's stuck to my lip
Pussy get wide nigga pussy get ripped
Just like a chip make a f*ck nigga dip, just like car crash hoe getting flip
Gen5 make a f*ck nigga die
Everybody and they mammas gon cry, massacre everybody tryna die?
Y-yeah late night thoughts don't cry, yeah get so high I can fly
Y-yeah don't like the bitch ain't mine
Yeah don't like the bitch ain't mine
Yeah new hoe fine like wine yeah might take the hoe to the dine
Y-yeah f*ck it stay home and grind
Yeah where is my vision I'm blind (yeah)
T-Think a nigga running outta time (y-yeah)
(It wasn't you)
(Think a nigga running outta time)
(Think a nigga running outta time)
(Think a nigga running outta time)
(It wasn't you)
I know but you made it seem like it was