drunk texting my ex (feat. MC Virgins)

Why you always call me when you drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk?

All my friends are (ah) lookin' at me (ah)

Like boy don't pick it up, up, up, up

'Cause like a kiss from above (ah), you're a star (ah)

I know you told me that you hate me (told me that you hate me)

But like where is my replacement?

You can fall through my arms (through my arms)

I just hit you on your phone (ah)

What’s that song we used to love?

It go like la-da-da, da-da-da-da

Got me dancin' all alone in my room (ah)

Now I'm singin' la-da-da, da-da-da-da (ah)

I swear it sounded better with you-ooh (ah)

No love, no hug, you basic

Take drugs, you been testin' my patience

Last night you was feelin amazin'

But all my thoughts like: Why y'all wasted?

Maybe I'm not ready for none

Like, maybe I'm a lil' pussy, beggin' too much

Got me questionin' my feelings, feelin' heavy for what?

Things faded, I remember I was tryna get cuffed, this not love

She want dick, don't want love

Every night that bitch at the club

Textin' drunk, you hittin me up

Every second fillin' yo cup

But fuck it, we ball

I'm gettin' bored, so fuck it, we call

I just hit you on your phone

What’s that song we used to love?

It go like la-da-da, da-da-da-da

Got me dancin' all alone in my room (ah)

Now I'm singin' la-da-da, da-da-da-da (ah)

I swear it sounded better with you-ooh (ah)

I just popped up on your feed

Like hello, what's up? Did you miss me?

I enjoy when I live rent-free

All I'm gonna say is, damn, couldn't be me, uh

'Cause I seen your little beach vacation

Captioned the pic: Y'all, I'm white girl wasted

I just gotta say it, girl, you still look amazin'

I be in the comments like: Why y'all hatin'?

Up all night waitin' for your text

I hit you back, guess it never sent

You're my type and I know my minds right

Said you're mine, but your mind said fine after five of them fine wines

It's my bad 'cause you would never do it another way

Hit me up with: You up? What you doin'? The other day

Chillin', but you already knew that

I hate it when you do that

I'm trying not to fall into your new trap

I could sky dive in your eyes

The blue like the dew on pool in the night

Shit, honestly I'm cool, it's a vibe

I'm a little t'd up, blacked out, but we'll survive

I'm doin' better since left

Feel like bandgod chxpo

Goddamn, God blessed me

Getting money like I'm supposed to do

I guess I'm drunk and I'm over you

So like, like, like, uh, what the fuck?

In my likes, you're my favorite post

Too many cars, no room at home

Take you to the concert, link up at the show

I just wanna know your lil' secrets, woah

We can look up at the stars

Take you on a trip, yeah, I'll take you right to Mars

Baby, I can't even lie, it's bizarre

Rolling down the street, Hollywood Boulevard