Voicemail, Pt. 1

Baby we fit so Aye Baby we fit so perfect But lately we ain't workin On your gram he been lurkin And I know that boy be hurtin Baby we fit so perfect But lately we ain't workin On your gram he been lurkin And I know that boy be hurtin Every time you post a pic I know that man gonna like them shits He get them notifications Don't try and change your statements You were drunk about a week ago You said that I need to go You send that text every time Like you can't sleep tonight And baby you was right Come back and be mine I run back like an idiot You beautiful and hideous Worst than the previous I'm done with you that's period I'm working for success I just cut off more stress Bet that you could take a guess I'm Leaving to as a mess You just lost a blessin Sent to you from the heavens Loving is my biggest weapon You hear the beep Don't even leave a message Hello no one is available to take your call Please leave a message after the tone Baby we fit so perfect But lately we ain't workin On your gram he been lurkin And I know that boy be hurtin Baby we fit so perfect But lately we ain't workin On your gram he been lurkin And I know that boy be hurtin