[Intro: Bright Campa, & Young Thug]
Hit it from the back, watch a nigga bless you
Cryin' in my arms like a nigga wrecked you
(Metro Boomin' want some more, nigga)
[Chorus]
Yeah, alright, alright, alright
You was right, I was wrong
Yeah, I should've never ever took her home
Yeah, I should've just boned
Yeah, fantasy on my phone (Yeah)
Yeah, hit it from the back, watch a nigga bless you
Yeah, cryin' in my arms like a nigga wrecked you
Talking 'bout a broken heart
Running to the restroom, yeah
[Verse 1]
Yeah, looked at my mama just like, we rich
Looked at my bitch like, we rich
Said, we ain't got no minor setbacks (No)
Countin' all that money, told that nigga just to bet that
I, I know that you ain't got it, boy
Why you ain't just say that?
They see I got that money
Now his bitch like, “I said that”
I don't pay that ho no mind, I've been had that
When I, when I saw my girl, yeah
You know I had to bag that
And before me, four niggas, yeah, they had that
Five niggas includin' me, I had to back-back
Try to diss me, I'll take it to your family (Yeah)
I'll fuck your sister, then make sure that she vanish, yeah
[Chorus]
Yeah, alright, alright, alright
You was right, I was wrong
Yeah, I should've never ever took her home
Yeah, I should've just boned
Yeah, fantasy on my phone (Yeah)
Yeah, hit it from the back, watch a nigga bless you
Yeah, cryin' in my arms like a nigga wrecked you
Talking 'bout a broken heart
Running to the restroom, yeah
Yeah, alright, alright, alright
You was right, I was wrong
Yeah, I should've never ever took her home
Yeah, I should've just boned
Yeah, fantasy on my phone (Yeah)
Yeah, hit it from the back, watch a nigga bless you
Yeah, cryin' in my arms like a nigga wrecked you
Talking 'bout a broken heart
Running to the restroom, yeah
[Verse 2]
Even though we in the same room
You just locked the door
So I gotta text you
Like, bae, unlock the door, I gotta use the restroom
Like, I don't want a war
I wanna caress you, yeah
[Chorus]
Yeah, alright, alright, alright
You was right, I was wrong
Yeah, I should've never ever took her home
Yeah, I should've just boned
Yeah, fantasy on my phone (Campa)
Yeah, hit it from the back, watch a nigga bless you
Yeah, cryin' in my arms like a nigga wrecked you
Talking 'bout a broken heart
Running to the restroom, yeah
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