Bars and Melody - Fan

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She want to get to me quick, Uber that shit,
Triple the six, rolling her eyes back, she drinkin' my spit
But I don’t want to hit, I’m flicking her ick
Know that she mad I don’t need no one next to me
She want to make plans, but I got a date with destiny
Why she vexed at me
She call for sex she sexting double texting me
She stressing me and pressin' me
She a mess when she not next to me
I dunno why she act so distant
She says it’s the distance
Got an assistant 'cause I need assistance
The pains so persistent yea
Said she understand don’t know where I’m coming from
And she put me in her plans just to lose me in a storm
Why she say that I’m her man just to go and do me wrong?
Yea she started as a fan now she block me on her phone
She want to get to me quick, Uber that shit
Triple the six, rolling her eyes back, she drinkin' my spit
But I don’t want to hit, I’m flicking her ick
Know that she mad I don’t need no one next to me
She want to make plans, but I got a date with destiny
Sippin' whisky, I think that I’m tipsy uh
In her ripped jeans, can’t deny she’s pretty uh
Maybe I’m off my face but I’m on my way when I’m on my way
Know I got a place to stay when
But every day’s a rainy day we all play in the rain we drown in pain
Broken fingers down the windowpane but I’m on my way
Said she understand don’t know where I’m coming from
And she put me in her plans just to lose me in a storm
Why she say that I’m her man just to go and do me wrong?
Yea she started as a fan now she block me on her phone
She want to get to me quick, Uber that shit
Triple the six, rolling her eyes back, she drinkin' my spit
But I don’t want to hit, I’m flicking her ick
Know that she mad I don’t need no one next to me
She want to make plans, but I got a date with destiny
Sippin' whisky, I think that I’m tipsy uh
In her ripped jeans, can’t deny she’s pretty uh
Know that she mad I don’t need no one next to me
She want to make plans, but I got a date with destiny
Said she understand don’t know where I’m coming from
And she put me in her plans just to lose me in a storm
Why she say that I’m her man just to go and do me wrong?
Yea she started as a fan now she block me on her phone
She want to get to me quick, Uber that shit
Triple the six, rolling her eyes back, she drinkin' my spit
But I don’t want to hit
Sippin' whisky, I think that I’m tipsy uh
In her ripped jeans, can’t deny she’s pretty uh