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[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Hold up, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I can teach that bitch my language like Rosetta Stone, yeah
Fuck that bitch one time and then I’m phoning home, yeah
Talk down, you get shot to your dome, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I had to slime some niggas out, I damn near wiped they nose, yeah
Pussy nigga know I came from toting poles
And you ain’t built like that, lil’ nigga, you can get exposed, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Fuck nigga, what you want? Huh (What you want?)
Know we keep them choppers like a movie role (Movie role)
I just need to know, is it truly smoke? (Truly smoke)
Yeah, ’cause you know we want the smoke, we truly want (Truly want)
To bust shots at the opposition
Pussy nigga, you ain’t really in the right position
To be talking that gangster shit, pussy, you get hit coming
She like bah, bah, bah, get shot in your head, man
Yeah, get shot where the headband ‘posed to be at
Pussy nigga, huh, yeah, uh, uh
Pussy nigga, huh, yeah
You can get hit up

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Hold up, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I can teach that bitch my language like Rosetta Stone, yeah
Fuck that bitch one time and then I’m phoning home, yeah
Talk down, you get shot to your dome, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I had to slime some niggas out, I damn near wiped they nose, yeah
Pussy nigga know I came from toting poles
And you ain’t built like that, lil’ nigga, you can get exposed, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Coi Leray]
Yeah, uno, dos, tres, yeah, come and give me head
This a Glock .40, yeah, leave a nigga dead
Niggas be lackin’, yeah, catch that nigga in traffic, shot him in the back
Might take your bitch, yeah, she wanna hang with the gang but this ain’t that
Boy be telling, yeah, can’t fuck with these opp ass niggas, they all rats
Hopped in my bag, Birkin, got out all this cash earned it
Tell me what you need, serve it, man, I make these bitches nervous
Yeah, yeah, ayy, ooh
Mmh, mmh, mmh, ayy
It’s a Glock .40

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Hold up, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I can teach that bitch my language like Rosetta Stone, yeah
Fuck that bitch one time and then I’m phoning home, yeah
Talk down, you get shot to your dome, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I had to slime some niggas out, I damn near wiped they nose, yeah
Pussy nigga know I came from toting poles
And you ain’t built like that, lil’ nigga, you can get exposed, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

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[Verse 1]
I envy the cup of coffee that kisses you every morning
That pillow caressing your cheek when you are tired and yawning (Mmm)
I’m jealous of the steering wheel you wrap your hands around
That seat belt’s on your chest hearing your heart, holding you down
I envy the cup of coffee that kisses you every morning
Oh

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh, ooh-ooh
I would jump over the edge for you to get to you
Ooh, ooh-ooh
I’d walk an ocean to get to you (Next to you)

[Chorus]
It’s unfair ’cause I’m missing you way too much
I’m missing you, missing you way too much
And I’m wishing you were right here because
I’m missing you way, way too much
And I know that it’s so silly of me
To be jealous of all these stupid things
But I’m missing you, missing you way too much
I’m missing you way, way, way too much
And it’s unfair

[Verse 2]
Am I crazy to wanna hold you like the clothes on your body? (Oh-ooh)
I would trade places with the air that rushes by you so softly
Oh

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh (Yeah), ooh-ooh
I would jump over the edge for you, to get to you, oh
Ooh, ooh-ooh
I’d walk an ocean get to you, yeah (Next to you)

[Chorus]
It’s unfair ’cause I’m missing you way too much
I’m missing you, missing you way too much
And I’m wishing you were right here because
I’m missing you way, way too much
And I know that it’s so silly of me
To be jealous of all these stupid things
But I’m missing you, missing you way too much
I’m missing you way, way, way too much
And it’s unfair

[Verse 3]
That you’ve got the things I need, but they’re always out of reach (And it’s unfair)
That I always have to dream to get you next to me
And it’s unfair
Even the stars that shine get to see you at night (And it’s unfair)
It all reminds me of you and maybe that’s the reason why I’m always

[Chorus]
Missing you way too much, yeah
I’m missing you, missing you way too much (Too much)
And I’m wishing you were right here because (Were right here because)
I’m missing you way, way, way too much (Oh, missing you)
And I know that it’s so silly of me (To be jealous of all)
To be jealous of all these stupid things
But I’m missing you (But I’m missing you, yeah), missing you way too much
I’m missing you way, way, way too much
And it’s unfair

[Outro]
And it’s unfair
And it’s unfair
And it’s unfair
Said I’m missing you way too much
Way too much

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[Verse 1]
There’s a four-by-six of a sunset kiss
And one of you laughin’ at me catching my first fish
One on Valentine’s Day
With the mariachi band at our favorite place

[Chorus]
Yeah, we sure looked happy in pictures
The camera doesn’t show the way it hurt
No, that ain’t the way I remember it happenin’
In between the flashes it was sad, it was tragic
Yeah, we sure looked happy in pictures

[Verse 2]
There’s one on my phone that I can’t erase (One on my phone)
But you’d never know by the smile on my face
That inside I was dying, later that night I’d be crying
The last one before “goodbye”

[Chorus]
Yeah, we sure looked happy in pictures
The camera doesn’t show the way it hurt
No, that ain’t the way I remember it happening
In between the flashes it was sad, it was tragic
Yeah, we sure looked happy in pictures

[Bridge]
No photo evidence, not a single proof
Of all the hell that we went through

[Chorus]
But damn, we sure looked happy in pictures
The camera doesn’t show the way it hurt
No, that ain’t the way I remember it happening
In between the flashes it was sad, it was tragic
Yeah, we sure looked happy in pictures

[Outro]
(So happy)
(So happy in pictures)
Oh, yes we did
Yeah, we sure looked happy in pictures
(So happy)
(So happy in pictures)

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[Verse 1]
Isn’t it strange that you used to know me?
All the highs and lows and in-betweens
And now you see me and just say, “Hey”
Isn’t it weird that you’ve seen me naked?
We had conversations ’bout forever
Now it’s ’bout the weather‚ okay

[Pre-Chorus]
And I just can’t believe
We went from strangers to lovers to strangers in a lifetime
Now just memories
We’ve gone from strangers to lovers to strangers
Yeah

[Chorus]
Acting like we never met
Faking like we’d just forget
We were lovers
And now there’s nothing left but small talk
Had every inch of your skin
There’s nowhere your hands haven’t been
Ain’t it funny?
‘Cause now there’s nothing left but small talk

[Verse 2]
Isn’t it wild that I know your weakness?
And everybody at the party thinks
That you’re the best since sliced bread
And isn’t it awkward I got a new somebody?
And honestly it’ll probably be a while before we can just be friends

[Pre-Chorus]
I just can’t believe
We went from strangers to lovers to strangers in a lifetime
Now just memories
We’ve gone from strangers to lovers to strangers
(Small talk)

[Chorus]
Acting like we never met
Faking like we’d just forget
We were lovers
And now there’s nothing left but small talk
Had every inch of your skin
There’s nowhere your hands haven’t been (Hands haven’t been)
Ain’t it funny?
‘Cause now there’s nothing left but small talk

[Post-Chorus]
Blah-blah-blah-blah
Blah-blah-blah-blah
Blah-blah-blah-blah
Now there’s nothing left but small talk
Blah-blah-blah-blah (Nothing left‚ nothing left‚ baby)
Blah-blah-blah-blah (Nah)
Blah-blah-blah-blah (Oh no)
Now there’s nothing left but small talk

[Bridge]
And I just can’t believe
We went from strangers to lovers to strangers

[Chorus]
Acting like we never met
Faking like we’d just forget
We were lovers
And now there’s nothing left but small talk
Had every inch of your skin
There’s nowhere your hands haven’t been (Oh)
Ain’t it funny?
‘Cause now there’s nothing left but small talk
(Now there’s nothing left but small talk)

[Post-Chorus]
Blah-blah-blah-blah
Blah-blah-blah-blah (Blah-blah-blah)
Blah-blah-blah-blah
Now there’s nothing left but small talk (Now there’s nothing left)
Blah-blah-blah-blah
Blah-blah-blah-blah (Small talk)
Blah-blah-blah-blah
Now there’s nothing left but small talk

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[Verse 1: B. Lewis]
Get you, get you on the floor
Kitchen table, say no more
Got you up against the door
Run it up ’til the morning
Never trippin’, on the low
Hit it fast, hit it slow
Run it up ’til the morning

[Chorus: B. Lewis]
I just gotta know
Can we do this on the low
Take it fast or take it slow
Really doesn’t matter anymore, baby

[Post-Chorus: Bas and B. Lewis]
Every time, my favorite times are wastin’ time with you
Love you sober, love you older, love you always, through
Forever might not need no wedding ring
Nowhere I’d rather be but here with you
This world, the seven seas, the Heavens too
No part of it I see compare with you

[Chorus: B. Lewis]
I just gotta know
Can we do this on the low (Oh)
Take it fast or take it slow
Really doesn’t matter anymore, baby

[Verse 2: Bas]
Yeah
That’s a fact, scientific
What’s a Jordan with no Scottie Pippen?
I’ll be Scottie, baby, you the greatest
Got no problems givin’ you the praises
Cop a drop for you, the new Mercedes
You deserve the latest
Bein’ honest, I could loop you daily
Baby, you is something like my favorite playlist
But I could never play you like the stereo from Shea Stadium
It ain’t Shea Stadium, but these days
It ain’t rented and it auto-park
And she got back like a photobomb
Throw that ass back, no photoshop
Independent, had to shoot my shot (Ayy)
Uber Eats, big movie screens
Shit, fuck, and sleep
I could do this all day

[Chorus: B. Lewis]
I just gotta know
Can we do this on the low (Oh)
Take it fast or take it slow
Really doesn’t matter anymore, baby

[Post-Chorus: Bas and B. Lewis]
Every time, my favorite times are wastin’ time with you
Love you sober, love you older, love you always, through
Forever might not need no wedding ring
Nowhere I’d rather be but here with you
This world, the seven seas, the heavens too
No part of it I see compare with you