[Chorus]

Know the way a nigga livin' was whack

But you don't get a nigga back like—fuck it

Now you mad and cursin' and you screamin', why you actin' like—

You know what? Fuck it

But it's mine when we fuckin'

Know the bitch mean nothin'

Is you leavin' or you comin'?

Said it's in your stomach

Hit it 'cause you love it, we could run away

[Verse 1]

We be fuckin' 'til the sun start watchin'

Neighbors start listenin'

How was I to know that you was feelin' all different?

Maybe I ain't listen when you said I ain't listen

Do we climax or I'm trippin'?

Why you still stressed?

Asked did I do it, said "Yes"

Bite marks, prints by your neck

Pain in your face, close enough smell each other breath

Both hands grippin' both breasts

[Chorus]

Know the way a nigga livin' was whack

But you don't get a nigga back like—fuck it

Now you mad and cursin' and you screamin', why you actin' like—

You know what? Fuck it

But it's mine when we fuckin'

Know the bitch mean nothin'

Is you leavin' or you comin'?

Said it's in your stomach

Hit it 'cause you love it, we could run away

[Verse 2]

We be fuckin' all night 'cause you free tomorrow

You be thinkin' I'm with bitches, I ain't see your call

It was nights we was chillin', we ain't sleep at all

Other nights we was fuckin' and we sleep it off

Say a nigga ways give you more reasons

I was tryna put you in four seater

Probably be cryin' in that four seater

We coulda been together at Four Seasons

You don't hear 'em stressed like that

Where you goin' dressed like that?

How you done, just like that?

Forward to the next like that

Damn, you used to text right back (Brand new)

Devil with Prada girl heel

I was checkin' in to wish you well (Brand new)

Used to have to carry the bell

Where you goin' smellin' like Chanel?

[Chorus]

Know the way a nigga livin' was whack

Told 'em get a nigga back like—fuck it

Now you mad and cursin' and you screamin', why you actin' like—

You know what? Fuck it

But it's mine when we fuckin'

Know the bitch mean nothin'

Is you leavin' or you comin'?

Said it's in your stomach

Hit it 'cause you love it, we could run away

[Verse 3]

We be fuckin' 'til the time no matter then

You be thinkin' like, "Damn, why I was mad again?"

Soon as a nigga leave, then you sad again

Long-ass text, in your bag again

Takin' bitches gas again

Wish we could laugh again

Hand prints on your ass again

Couldn't last as friends, you sippin' on that glass again

Daydreamin' 'bout the past again

How you trust that nigga?

How you even touch that nigga?

Man, that shit crazy

How you even have time for—nevermind

Man, that shit crazy

Good girl, bad for summer

Old pick make a nigga wonder

New pick make a nigga love her

When we get bad for each other?

When we get bad for each other?

[Outro]

Fuck it