Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah [Imperial
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah
, not again
Running low on option, on option
Now she ain’t with all that sh#t, all that shit
Told her to fall back then, we ain’t tapped in
Say she don’t know the real me, you a bad friend
When you-when you said you loved me, was that cap then?
You want me to hear your thoughts? Okay, I’m tapped in
When you wear your smile, is it out of fashion?
Talking like you got a lot to do
Talking like you got a lot to lose
Didn’t know I had a spot for you
Really aching me to lie to you
But baby, I ain’t finna lie to you
You in my shoes
, not again
Running low on option, on option
Now she ain’t with all that sh#t, all that sh#t
Told her to fall back then, we ain’t tapped in
She asked me if you don’t know me, how we last then?
That’s the thing that mе, we’re still attached
, so you hatе when I’m relaxed
Right through her looking glass
She wanna date, she wanna go on a date
She gotta put on her face
Don’t wanna be late
Baby I made reservations
Tell me what’s all on your plate
Things ain’t looking any better today
I wish that I could take all of your pain
, throw it away
, not again
Running low on option, on option
Now she ain’t with all that sh#t, all that sh#t
Told her to fall back then, we ain’t tapped in [We ain’t tapped in]
R-r-r-running low on option, on option
R-r-r-running low on option, on option
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