Pretty soon I'ma take your phone Or you should hide it in yo pockets until you get home Don't wanna see no tweets about the night we shared Don't wanna hear reasons for it, baby I don't care You and I both know I'm not just anybody And I regret bringing yo ass to all those after parties You enjoyed yourself too much and you ain't barely started I just can't invest in shit to end up broken-hearted You stay taking pictures, pictures Just too show them to your bitches, bitches Just so you can make 'em jealous Now I know where your head is Man you stay taking those pictures, pictures Just to show them to your bitches, bitches So you can make 'em jealous So now I gotta dead this [Verse 2: Kehani] - Same as first verse So lowkey, I just stay out the way I built a lab up in the crib so I don't leave all day You always try to rush out when I need you to stay But don't forget to post a pic of you with yo bae And by the way, I see right through it I let you slide now cause I know you not use to it If this is the way it is, don't even put me through it I'm quick to cut it off, if you don't believe I'll do it Boy don't tell me that you sorry when You with them bitches every night when you be partying Then you come late night, trying to hide your phone You know that shit'll always end up in an argument Why you always taking risk with me? Hold me close by my waist, take pics with me Women crush Wednesday's mean shit to me Little kid shit and I don't let it get to me Literally the whole world know this shit Need a girl but you busy chasing hoes and shit You the type to try to keep it on the low and shit I need a real fly nigga, I'm the coldest bitch I'm so legit, I goes and get Got your bitches, they be all up on my shows and shit Look, keep it real, cause every time we chill All you wanna do is post a pic