[Lady London & B-Boy Stance]
Yeah
Uh-huh
Yeah, yeah
Yo, who you textin'?
What you mean, yo? (Who the fuck is that?)
I look stupid to you?
Nah, you sound stupid
[Lady London & B-Boy Stance]
It's 8 o'clock in the mornin', you fake yawnin' (Yawn)
I noticed you been textin' a while so I'm fake snorin' (Yeah)
I roll on to your side of the bed and I face forward
I just know that you been messin' around but I can't prove it
And I'm like look (What?)
Who the fuck is that? (Who the fuck is who?)
Boy, I'll break that phone in half
Man, you trippin'
You get on your shit and you throw a fit (For real)
And you start creatin' pictures of bitches that don't exist (For real)
And it be the same ones with the temper that won't admit
And you wonder why a nigga won't commit
Man, you know you on some shit (No, you are)
[Lady London]
You could never waste my time
Can't afford to have you on my mind
So you can go and save your lies
Can't have nobody fuckin' up my vibe
Spend no time with me (Spend no time)
Spend no time with me (Spend no time)
Me, me (Spend no time)
[B-Boy Stance & Lady London]
Yo
Why every time I come around you bring these hoes up? (Because)
And every time that I turn down, you turn your nose up? (Because)
You keep talkin' but you playin' like you know stuff
And every time I try to walk away you want to throw stuff (Wait, hold up)
So now you gaslight?
And that bitch from your past right? (Nah)
I told you I was born at night, not last night (You get me? Okay)
Don't, don't get slick
'Cause I'll run up in your shit
What you think, because I'm passive
I won't pull up on your bitch?
Well, we ain't gon' talk about the past 'cause I know niggas that you hit (Yeah)
And all them niggas had you gassed off of the bag that they ain't get
And how they walked out on the tab and had you sad, lookin' sick
Hashtag, nigga bagged you for a pic (Ha)
Oh the bag that they ain't get
How quickly you forget (Uh-huh, what?)
'Cause I remember givin' you my last for you to flip (You forgot?)
So you got some audacity to casually convince yourself you him
Would've never been a thing if I ain't–
Yo, yo, yo, what's the deal with you? (What?)
I'm just tryna build with you?
I feel like you lyin', just keepin' it real with you (True)
Yeah, well I feel like you tryin' too hard and it's real simple
Real simple?
Look, you wastin' my time is the real issue
[Lady London]
You could never waste my time
Can't afford to have you on my mind
So you can go and save your lies
Can't have nobody fuckin' up my vibe
Spend no time with me (Spend no time)
Spend no time with me (Spend no time)
Me, me
You could never waste my time
Can't afford to have you on my mind
So you can go and save your lies
Can't have nobody fuckin' up my vibe
Spend no time with me (Spend no time)
Spend no time with me (Spend no time)
Me, me
[Lady London & B-Boy Stance]
Yo, who you textin'?
What you mean, yo? (Who the fuck is that?)
I look stupid to you?
Nah, you sound stupid
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