Whole damn time, we was loving undercover, yeah
Don't you know that kills me inside
She always gets the best of me, I lose my mind
I hate startin' fights, but I'm about to blow
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit
I'm calling quits, calling quits
She lead me on, then leave me lone
Let's call it quits, call it quits (Yeah, yeah)
I had to get it off the chest
Damn, you make a nigga stressed
I hardly gotta flex
But when I do, I know you feel that
Change my bitch like a season
Cut her off, I delete her
All smiles, Mona Lisa
She give me too many reasons
How you do me like that?
How you turn your back?
I'ma pack these bags
I don't want you back (Whoa, whoa)
Whole damn time, we was loving undercover, yeah (We were)
Oh, how that killed me inside (It did, it did)
She always gets the best of me, I lose my mind
I hate startin' fights, but I'm about to blow
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit
I'm calling quits, calling quits
She lead me on, then leave me lone
Let's call it quits, call it quits (Yeah, yeah)
You done went and made a mess
Heisman with the step
Tried to catch me slippin'
Had to swerve that shit, yeah
Always gave you respect
You ain't give that back
Now she wanna make amends
And I don’t want that
Whole damn time, we was loving undercover, yeah
Oh, how that killed me inside
She always get the best of me, I lose my mind
I hate startin' fights, but I'm about to blow one time
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit
I'm calling quits, calling quits
She lead me on, then leave me lone
Let's call it quits, call it quits (Yeah, yeah)
Call-callin' quits
Call-callin' quits
I'm callin' quits
I'm done with this
Call-callin' quits
Call-callin' quits
I'm callin quits
I'm done with this
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