[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