She calls herself a bad bish
I need me more of her love
Just not the average
Yeah bro she talking too much
Doubt she a catfish
Yeah baby I ain't no judge
I'm out of practice
Pool of blood
Confetti on the floor now
Pool of blood
Her body's feeling sore now
Pool of blood
Yeah I might take control now
Yeah right
Yeah right
Yeah right yeah
Sorry baby that
I'm so insensitive
Sorry about the times
I lied about the kiss
I was ashamed and after all of it
I was scared for the times that
I could list down
My lies will be my demise
I fail so much that I try
I think it's just about time
To take the door out your life
I know it hurts a lot
I know it hurts inside
And trust me you'll be fine
A month or 5 in life
She calls herself a bad bish
I need me more of her love
Just not the average
Yeah bro she talking too much
Doubt she a catfish
Yeah baby I ain't no judge
I'm out of practice
Yeah wait baby I'm just out of practice
Conversations getting deeper
When I'm selfish
I just wanna make
A living living lavish
And I'm hitting and dipping it
Like I'm Elvis
Yeah baby you can call me Elvis and
I'm dropping these moves
And getting bad chicks
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
She calls herself a bad bish
I need me more of her love
Just not the average
Yeah bro She talking too much
Doubt she a catfish
Yeah baby I ain't no judge
I'm out of practice