[Intro: PnB Rock]
Huh
Hold up, wait, what?
No, I don't know her
Huh, shit
What the fuck
[Chorus: PnB Rock]
Say she leavin', (Yeah), who would've thought that? (Thought that?)
I've been fiendin', (Yeah), I want it all back (All back)
I should've peeped it, yeah, now I can't even get a call back (Call back)
I can't believe it, now I'm like, I'm gon' get my heart back (Heart back)
Fuckin' with bitches all around the world
Nibblin' them hoes in the mouth of you, girl
I'll buy you diamonds and all of the pearls
I'll do whatever to show you it's real
All of the times you done left me for
Patch up your shit, left it right by the door
This shit is different, girl, I need you more
Let's take a trip with the Christian Dior
[Verse 1: PnB Rock]
Oh yeah (Hey, hold up)
I know I fought all this time (This time)
Playin' them games with your heart
You gave me chances on chances a million times (Times)
Said you sick of my shit, you movin' far away, told so many lies (Lies)
Arguin' shit with too many farts (Many farts)
I've seen you cry like plenty times (Plenty times)
When I get in my bed (In my bed)
I get to poppin' my shit (My shit)
That's how you know when (You know when)
I'm mad I ain't mean that, bae, I'm sorry (Sorry) I take all that shit back (Shit back)
You know I wouldn't do you like that (Like that)
You know we more chiller than that (That)
And you know I'm gon' pull up on you right now and pull on your head while I hit on the bed (Skr)
Baby, come twerk on me, ride on this, squirt on me (Squirt on me)
Who else gon' hit it like that?
My bae said she leavin', why you cheatin'?
You could've had a threesome (Threesome)
And I just stand there lookin' stupid
Cause I ain't got a reason, oh, oh, oh
[Chorus: PnB Rock, JayDaYoungan]
Say she leavin', (Yeah, Leavin?), who would've thought that (Yeah, yeah)
I've been fiendin', (Yeah, Been fiendin'), I want it all back (All back)
I should've peeped it, yeah (Yeah), now I can't even get a call back (Call back)
I can't believe it, now I'm like, I'm gon' get my heart back (My heart back)
Fuckin' with bitches all around the world (O-oh)
Nibblin' them hoes in the mouth of you, girl (O-oh)
I'll buy you diamonds and all of the pearls (O-oh)
I'll do whatever to show you it's real (A-ah)
All of the times you done left me for (A-ah)
Patch up your shit, left it right by the door (A-ah)
This shit is different, girl, I need you more (O-oh)
Let's take a trip with the Christian Dior I know (O-oh)
[Verse 2: JayDaYoungan]
Can't get enough of your love anymore
Fuck all the mohs, only you I adore
You leave with my life and you leave with my heart
You threw all the pain, no emotion, you scored
You was callin' your phone, you was pressin' your card
Let me see your face, I was gone, no tour I'm just fuckin' you good on the bed to the floor
I love it all, girl, I love it all (Love it all)
In love with the way you talk, the way you walk (Way you walk)
Just pick me up whenever I fall, you can have it all
With my back against the wall, you the one I call (I call)
When I'm on the road, don't know what to do, I've been thinkin' bout you (Thinkin' bout you)
I don't know where to go, I've been losin' my hope, I've been tryin' to get through (Tryin' to get through)
When I miss everything, you'll be all of my dreams, I just hope it come true (It come true)
We can spread our wings out by your ring, just say I do (I do)
Fuck Gucci and fuck Louis, we go to Dior, baby (Baby)
And you can pick out whatever I sweat, ain't shit I can't afford, baby (Afford, baby)
But look me in my eyes, ain't feelin' the vibe, I've been scarred lately (Scarred lately)
Just stay by my side, for you I die, yeah
I go hard, baby, hard, baby
[Chorus: PnB Rock]
Say she leavin', (Yeah), who would've thought that? (Thought that?)
I've been fiendin', (Yeah), I want it all back (All back)
I should've peeped it, yeah, now I can't even get a call back (Call back)
I can't believe it, now I'm like, I'm gon' get my heart back (Heart back)
Fuckin' with bitches all around the world
Nibblin' them hoes in the mouth of you, girl
I'll buy you diamonds and all of the pearls
I'll do whatever to show you it's real
All of the times you done left me for
Patch up your shit, left it right by the door
This shit is different, girl, I need you more
Let's take a trip with the Christian Dior
