Lyrics: Arkeisha Knight/Oak Felder/Jocelyn Donald/Uzoechi Emenike/Darian Joshua Garcia
Music: Arkeisha Knight/Oak Felder/Jocelyn Donald/Uzoechi Emenike/Darian Joshua Garcia
It's past midnight where the **** you been ?
Don't play with me nigga better drop that pin
I already talked to yo' lyin' as* friends, keep playin' you gon' end up single just like them (Yup)
How you gon' sleep on a b***h like me, for these dog ass hoes like they ain't got fleas
Coming up with lies you don't even believe, matter fact I'm on my way let me grab my keys nigga
I'm runnin' up all these miles, on the freeway buckwild
Tryna find out where you at, where you at (Where you at)
Don't have me ridin', ridin', ridin', ridin', ‘round for you
Baby if I catch you out, imma have to shut shit down (Shut it down)
Don't wanna be ridin', ridin', ridin', ridin', ‘round for you
Drivin' blowin' up your cell, this ain't gonna end so well
You gon' make me key up yo' car, bust windows, leave yo' clothes in the yard (Mmmhmm)
Break ya playstation since you playin' with my heart, actin' like you ain't know that I was crazy from the start
Oh you must of forgot (Oh you must of forgot)
Why you keep sending me to voicemail nigga, phone on do not disturb I can't trust that nigga (Can't trust that nigga)
Every call come through when you laying with me, I don't know what you been up to but we finna see nigga
I'm runnin' up all these miles, on the freeway buckwild
Tryna find out where you at, where you at
Don't have me ridin', ridin', ridin', ridin', ‘round for you
Baby if I catch you out, imma have to shut shit down (Shut it down)
Don't wanna be ridin', ridin', ridin', ridin', ‘round for you
Drivin' blowin' up your cell, this ain't gonna end so well
Hopped out the whip' just what I thought I'll see, you a grown as* man but you runnin' from me (Runnin' from me')
Tell that b***h don't be nervous ‘cause my problem with you, but if she say something stupid then I'm smacking her too (Smacking her too)
You got all of this at home and you want that ?
Got you a home cooked meal and you want snacks ?
Imma send you back to the streets where you belong and when you start missin' home don't be blowin' up my phone
I'm runnin' up all these miles, on the freeway buckwild
Tryna find out where you at, where you at (Where you at)
Don't have me ridin', ridin', ridin', ridin', ‘round for you
Baby if I catch you out, imma have to shut shit down (Shut it down)
Don't wanna be ridin', ridin', ridin', ridin', ‘round for you
Drivin' blowin' up your cell, this ain't gonna end so well