[Verse 1: Rodney Chrome]
Sometimes I worry about the wrong thing
I worry when you hold me 
I worry with my homies
Do they really know
What we did back home
Swear it felt natural
You don’t call me on my phone
Ever since she came along
So leave me all on the floor 
We not on one accord 
I heard you getting bored
I heard you was getting
I heard you was getting
Bored

[Chorus]
Swear you don’t like me no more
Swear you don’t like x3