Yeah, yeah
It's like every fuckin' time that we break up then we make up
Everyday I'm in a different telly off the same drugs
Wipe them tears off your pretty face and go fix your makeup
I'm gettin' tired of this fake trust and fake love
It's like everytime that we break up then we make up
Everyday I'm in a different telly off the same drugs
Wipe thеm tears off your pretty face and go fix your makeup
I'm gettin' tired of this fake trust and fake love, yeah
We don't talk as much as we used to
We don't fuck the way we used to
And I'm sorry that you love me
And I'm sorry that I use you
I don't even know if this is love or if I'm just scared to lose you
I'm not trying to confuse you (yeah, uh)
I'm not trying to confuse you (yeah, uh)
I woulda bought the whole Chanel store for you if you asked me to
I would've done anythin' for you that you asked me, too
Ain't enough Birkens in the world, would've copped them all for you
But you couldn't just stay real with me, that shit all on you
Please, baby, please, can't you fuckin' leave?
I don't wanna see you shed another tear on these expensive sheets
Need more lean, please don't talk to me
Had to block her number, she star 67 callin' me
Now she all on Tumblr depressed, hoe stop talkin' 'bout me
Sometimes it feel like everyone fuckin' plottin' on me
And everyone say, "I got you", when everythin' is sweet, damn
Could you turn up the beat?
Everytime that we break up then we make up
Everyday I'm in a different telly off the same drugs
Wipe them tears off your pretty face and go fix your makeup
I'm gettin' tired of this fake trust and fake love
It's like every time that we break up then we make up
Everyday I'm in a different telly off the same drugs
Wipe them tears off your pretty face and go fix your makeup
I'm gettin' tired of this fake trust and fake love (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Yeah, I just spent a rack on some Dior runners (bands)
Then I spent a couple more 'cause I like havin' options (options, options)
Lil' shawty think I'm awesome like I'm Shy Glizzy (like I'm Shy Glizzy)
Lil' 229 tucked inside some Bape boxers (no, no I won't box ya)
Fuck 12 and motherfuck all of my oppas (fuck all of my oppas)
Uh, we gon' slide on you in the morning (in the morning)
I think this juice tryna teach me a lesson
I think these blues tryna teach me a lesson
I pray to God that all my dogs go to heaven (arf arf)
But I ain't heard from God in a second
I thought I loved you, said that shit, I ain't meant it
I thought I loved you, said that shit, I ain't meant it
It's like everytime that we break up then we make up
Everyday I'm in a different telly off the same drugs
Wipe them tears off your pretty face and go fix your makeup
I'm gettin' tired of this fake trust, and fake love
It's like everytime that we break up then we make up
Everyday I'm in a different telly off the same drugs
Wipe them tears off your pretty face and go fix your makeup
I'm gettin' tired of this fake trust, and fake love, uh