Verse 1:
We been talkin' for a while now, and all that cute shit is dyin' down
Now I see my life frown in that night gown, told her pipe down
Lay the pipe down, night of wylin' told her pipe down
She like hold up, run the weed when we roll up
Lick the blunt, no hold up
I'm just peepin' thickness, lookin' at the roach
Hun, it's filled with her lipstick
Now it's kind of different, 'cuz I really want more than you
More times I hit your phone, but it feels like i'm borin' you
Busy writin' songs, but you think now i'm ignorin' you
Seems like you lost interest, so I ain't been callin' you
We go way back