Lyrics: Inayah Lamis Shahid/Kevin Theodore/Sam Hook
Music: Inayah Lamis Shahid/Kevin Theodore/Sam Hook
What the ****?!
If we're gonna fight it
Should be in private
I'm trying not to lose my composure
In front of people that don't even know us
The fact I even have to say this right now
You begging for a bitch to have a blow up
Meanwhile, you been out here crashing and spazzing
And showing your ass, embarrassing
When you know that the cameras are flashing
And trying to catch us clashing, slacking
Like we do this on the regular
But this ain't regular, it never was
For me, but you
Rather act like you got nothing to lose
What the ****?!
If we're gonna fight it
Should be in private
I'm trying not to lose my composure
In front of people that don't even know us
I can't give you grace
This ain't the time or place
I don't wanna talk 'bout nothing, nothing
**** up out my face
Before I catch a case
This could've waited till nobody was around
I been keeping calm
Meanwhile, you been out here crashing and spazzing
And showing your ass, embarrassing
When you know that the cameras are flashing
And trying to catch us clashing, slacking
Like we do this on the regular
But this ain't regular, it never was
For me, but you
Rather act like you got something to prove
What the ****?!
If we're gonna fight it
Should be in private
What the ****?!
If we're gonna fight it
Should be in private
Babe, funny how you said
You'd never do that
Then you went and showed your ass
****ing up the fairy tale
Putting us through hell
This ain't no lullaby