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Her

Her lyrics by Kota The Friend. Why you gotta be so mean? I be the only one on your team That nigga only wanna fuck you twice Fuck it I ain't really tryna...

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Her

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Why you gotta be so mean?

I be the only one on your team

That nigga only wanna fuck you twice

Fuck it I ain't really tryna cause no scene

I've been trying to make you my girl

You ain't tryna give me that shot it seem

You be in my DMs when you bored

You just really wanna keep me on your string

Girl you wrong, know you are

You just mad cause I told you off

Know what, you ain't gotta tell me shit

But under that shell, girl I know you soft

Right now you just playing but by the time that you ready

I trust it be too late, there nothing that you can say

I'm a thousand miles away on an island where there's no Twitter

And iMessage is delayed like 'bout forever in a day

I lay low, on my grind

If not you'll take all my time

Just cause you been on my mind

To my room I be confined

I'm just chatting, truth is you ain't all that kid

You was just cute with an eye for the fashion

Could've been a thing girl, shit so tragic

By my side while I zip through traffic

Ooh, hope you good

Living your life like I know you would

Showing off with that smile I love

Getting your dreams like I know you could

I call, she call

I miss, she miss

I fall, she stand

She fall, I dip

She lie, I lie

It's never ending

She lose, I lose

Nobody winning

Just don't got the time, gotta get paid it's the bottom line

And you love me girl, and I know you do

Just don't got that much love for you

And I try to leave, but you make it hard

And you hate when a brother gotta tell the truth

You drag it out, and I hold you close

And in the end I ain't even really helping you

See I got a thing for this new chick

She bad news but we similar

'Cause he fucked up and she stupid

And she don't even know what's good for her

And I drown the pain in this vodka, head on spin like a chopper

Heart torn up into pieces, tired as fuck of the drama

Mama said, you too young to fall in love, you just 16

But I ain't listen, now I'm in this shit, time is passing I'm 23

I don't trust a soul, like what the fuck?

Maybe it's best that I be alone

Either she creeping or she get too high

Or she stay meddling through my phone

But this our generation, stressed and anxious

Folks so fucking basic, we so angry and we so sad

When we get a good thing we don't know how to take it

Everything be so simple, but we make it so complex

And one day she'll uplift you, next day you left on read

You know

I call, she call

I miss, she miss

I fall, she stand

She fall, I dip

She lie, I lie

It's never ending

She lose, I lose

Nobody winning

And I tried, but this shit just way too hard

Girl our love shouldn't be no job

Gotta thank God for the bullets I dodge

I pray hard for the woman that love me

If she find me that's her loss

Gonna be dolo all my days, uh, watch me live mad long

I'm exhausted

Now I'm free like every morning

Sun is shining, birds is flying, life is good in California

Me and Jack, that's my rider, Jet Blue say we be frequent flyers

Basic bitches stay away cause they don't see me in designers

Oh, that's fine with me, I be on my odyssey

I live life for me and my fam got a lot to see

There ain't nothing that I'm tryna be

Yo I'm classic, in the crib with the iTunes blasting

Incense lit by the key lime cactus

Floors stay swept and the fridge stay packed

Kid cooking up some smoked Salmon

I'ma still think about you, and I'ma still ink about you

And I'ma say only good things

To my friends when I speak about you

Cause I ain't gotta reason not to

You're a joy, you're a queen

Could have been something that I need

If I wasn't me and you wasn't hurt

If we wasn't broken, then we could work

I call, she call

I miss, she miss

I fall, she stand

She fall, I dip

She lie, I lie

It's never ending

She lose, I lose

Nobody winning

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