Lyrics: Bagas/KEYBI Music: Bagas Bring a ***** to my home bring a ***** to my home I take them cause I’m not answer my phone I don’t care bout your heart I don’t care bout your heart You broke me first now I don’t need you anymore If i die let me burried myself I don’t want you touch my body better you throw me to my grave I don’t have any last word I don’t wanna say goodbye Ou i have **** you i only wish i hope you die Die,many people past away I hope your one of them and i just want you to go away,stay away,kill your bae,on my way,***** I’m stay,looking for you in my a whole day Ayy don’t you look my face it was a sad face Don’t you remember all that I sacrificed Kiss you in your lips i know it’s a good taste Your a pretty girl and your face in my phone case My moma told me when i die I prolly burning in hell Too obsessed with a girl and anything I can’t tell This life unfair and it could never fair Bring a ***** to my home bring a ***** to my home I take them cause I’m not answer my phone I don’t care bout your heart I don’t care bout your heart You broke me first now I don’t need you anymore Broke me and you leave Forget all i give You Never understand you always underestimate Never having fun with me you always treat me as a maid That’s you called love its just come from your mouth clown bich , smileing when im ****ed up Life is full of magic , beautiful on the tragic Go to my attic, memories i try find it Deal with my emotion I know imma cryptic thogutg you be the one cuz evrytime you made me feel warm cuddle on the bad while we watching scary movie but now i realize more scary when u leave me take a wrong way,i take a wrong side apocalyps,sacrifice i was broke,now you make it worst now All these bich they want us 27 club whatt Im on 21 , i think ill be on the club Ahh drinkin too much im fly high Bring a ***** to my home bring a ***** to my home I take them cause I’m not answer my phone I don’t care bout your heart I don’t care bout your heart You broke me first now I don’t need you anymore You broke me first I don’t need you anymore I got new ***** and im on the top floor I was got a fake love it prolly make my life short Life too short i will return to my home,home Look em **** popping my xannies hurtin myself With that ***** I’m always wrong she just feel right that’s why I left I buy a car i buy a diamond ring i realize I’m a mess