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Hey mama Girl you look so fine Lemma holla at you baby I won't waste yo time You look bad for me baby But that's what I like And you got sweet looking lips Candy like Mike and Ike But I see you got spice And ain't that something nice But if you want me to back off Then here I'll cut my line And I'll be right on mine Not usually one for change But I can't drop this dime This time, imma offer my line Shit hold up I'm lowkey panicking My words been jamming and I'm lowkey high as shit Got fucking dammit man My hearts slow pounding And I can't hear the words that My mouth are sounding and I hope I'm not stammering I'm chilling, I can handle it But I'm also not interested Pretending that I give a shit I knew this would happen I fucking knew this would happen Look it's not that you're a bad person We both know you're temporary And you ain't thaat person So I don't wanna really wanna f*ck with all that dumb work Dumb bitch always texting my number I have attachment issues so it won't work Don't want my heart shot at like Dunkirk I can't trust you either, I don't know ya past work I'm a disaster My momma got scared and she called the pastor Off white clothes to match the ghost feeling The more I chase the more I lose feelings And I can't wait to tell you good riddance I can't wait I can't wait Off white clothes to match the ghost feeling The more I chase the more I lose feelings And I can't wait to tell you good riddance I can't wait I can't wait