歌词
Club lights, we fight every night
Baby, l dont wanna do that
Your type, jeans tight, dirty Sprite
She is like, “How the **** you do that？”
l cant be there all the time
But you know l gotta prove that
l cant leave here anytine soon
l got somethin' to do, yeah
Walk away as the door slams
You got blood on your poor hands
l just wanted to help, now l'm goin' to hell
Walk away as the door slams
Walk away as the door slams
You got blood on your poor hands
l just wanted to help, now l'm goin' to hell
Walk away as the door slams
l know you wanna FaceTime, baby , l have Samsung
When l met your mom, she told me l was handsome
You told me l'm sexy, do you still think that？
You told me you loved me, do you still think that？
3AM, climbin' through your window
Ounce of the kush, blowin' smoke out of your window
You're a thusand miles away, l snort a thousand lines
Step inside the club, cameras flashin' in my eyes
Walk away as the door slams
You got blood on your poor hands
l just wanted to help, now l'm goin' to hell
Walk away as the Door slams
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