Let Me Know

[Verse 1: Branden Miller] You call me crazy and you claim I'm playing games with you But baby, you're the one that be playing the game Your friends think you too fly for me and I ain't good for you But tell me, what's really good for you these days? You trippin', you lyin', watch me run around and have you cryin' I won't give a damn, I won't give a damn, I won't give a damn, no You wanna party then you wanna complain But then you mad when you see me do the same Where they do that at? (Where they do that at?) Where they do that at though? [Pre-Chorus: Branden Miller & Ayesha Erotica] So what's it gonna be? 'Cause I ain't playing games now Do you wanna fuss and fight with me? Or do you wanna be my babe? [Chorus: Branden Miller & Ayesha Erotica] You gotta let me know, you gotta let me know You gotta let me know, you gotta let me know (Know, know, know) You gotta let me know (Gotta let me know) You gotta let me know [Verse 2: Ayesha Erotica] And boy, I feel for you, feel for you, feel for you And boy, I feel for you, feel for you, feel for you Yeah, cigarettes and coffee How the fuck could you not see That I've been down since you was seven with your auntie? On the phone asking if you really want me Now you wanna party and play, don't hear one word I say Missed calls but I see you Instagrammin' all day, hey Got a deal for ya, and boy, I feel for you You gotta let me know, (Know) where this shit gone go (Go) Your mama on my phone, (Phone) sayin' that you ain't been home in six weeks And everybody miss you Yeah, she say, "Everybody miss you"