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