[Intro: KLY]
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
Yeah
Yeah
[Pre-Chorus: KLY]
Ask his girl or my niggas
I fuck all these women
I still fuck all my exes
When you cum I'm gone, it's magic
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
Ask his girl or my niggas
I fuck all these women
I still fuck all my exes
When you cum I'm gone, it's magic
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
[Chorus: KLY]
Please excuse my manners, haven't been me for a minute now
Just a young nigga hurtin' in silence, I got her back just to get it out
All of this pain
Get it out, all of this pain, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: KLY]
Girl please believe, baby, I ain't perfect I ain't clean
So much goin' on, I can't explain
I thought you'd be the one to numb the pain
Hennessey, Hennessey, make it go away
Studio sessions takin' up my time
We at war, she talkin' shit but she was never mine
You always want attention when a nigga on the grind
Yes, I love you but I gotta get you off my mind
It's cold in the trap, It's hot in the valley
We keep it lowkey baby, gotta watch what you say
Gotta keep it one hunnid, stay away from the fakes
Take my love for granted, uh bitch go away (Bitch go away)
Bitch go away, bitch go away
Then bitch go away
Take my love for granted, no, bitch go away (Bitch go away)
Yeah, bitch go away, bitch go away
Then bitch go away (Bitch go away)
Take my love for granted
[Pre-Chorus: KLY]
Ask his girl or my niggas
I fuck all these women
I still fuck all my exes
When you cum I'm gone, it's magic
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
Ask his girl or my niggas
I fuck all these women
I still fuck all my exes
When you cum I'm gone, it's magic
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
[Chorus: KLY]
Please excuse my manners, haven't been me for a minute now
Just a young nigga hurtin' in silence, I got her back just to get it out
All of this pain
[Verse 2: KLY]
I don't know
Say I don't know, how we got to this
I wasn't ridin' for you
You needed more, flashin' lights turn you up more than I can do
They scared at home, gotta be around, I can't be alone
You love your phone, always snappin', tweeting, got your filters on
[Verse 3: Priddy Ugly]
(Vrrr)
I'm trash and I need some detergent (Dirty)
But I never said that I'm perfect (Yeah)
I buy you Louis and purses (I do)
And you act like I'm truly the purchase (True)
Although I admire the twerkin' (Yeah), it's just that I'm inspired to workin' (Yeah)
Just know I don't do it on purpose (No)
I'm drownin' and you on the surface (Yeah)
I'm tryna get Fendi and Birkin (Fendi)
You out here friendly and lurkin' (Friendly)
And you do not fuck with my flourin' (Flourin')
But you out here doing the hurtin' (Hurt)
You got some dudes in your DMs (DMs)
How you think I do not see em?
After I give you the freedom (Freedom)
Angel, you called me a demon
[Pre-Chorus: KLY]
Ask his girl or my niggas
I fuck all these women
I still fuck all my exes
When you cum I'm gone, it's magic
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
[Chorus: KLY]
Please excuse my manners, haven't been me for a minute now
Just a young nigga hurtin' in silence, I got her back just to get it out
All of this pain
Get it out, all of this pain, yeah