Girl, you know I get caught up I drink too much Actin' like I don't give a fuck I go out on the weekends Just to spend so I can feel the love But all that shit is fake as hell You've got him by a mile Saying that I know we haven't spend time in a while Please don't mind me let your hair down, girl Never question this guy, you're my world Plus the sex is lit (yea, yea, yea) Look at all the calls I missed (yea, yea, yea) 8 missed calls Fucking hit'em in the morning 8 missed calls Fucking hit'em in the morning Fucking hit'em in the morning And now a nigga zoning Usually I'm going Ghost Love too sit close It kills you and I fucking know You've been holding it down Even from a different coast They wanna know, they always ask Like where we been at lately Always boast never brag Don't tell them 'bout you baby Please don't mind me let your hair down, girl Never question this guy, you're my world Plus the sex is lit (yea, yea, yea) Look at all the calls I missed (yea, yea, yea) 8 missed calls Fucking hit'em in the morning 8 missed calls Fucking hit'em in the morning Fucking hit'em in the morning And now a nigga zoning