Album: The Night I Went To... (2016)

8 Missed Calls (Interlude)

Girl, you know I get caught up
I drink too much
Actin' like I don't give a fuck
I go out on the weekends
Just to spend so I can feel the love
But all that shit is fake as hell
You've got him by a mile
Saying that I know we haven't spend time in a while

Please don't mind me let your hair down, girl
Never question this guy, you're my world
Plus the sex is lit (yea, yea, yea)
Look at all the calls I missed (yea, yea, yea)

8 missed calls
Fucking hit'em in the morning
8 missed calls
Fucking hit'em in the morning

Fucking hit'em in the morning
And now a nigga zoning

Usually I'm going Ghost
Love too sit close
It kills you and I fucking know
You've been holding it down
Even from a different coast
They wanna know, they always ask
Like where we been at lately
Always boast never brag
Don't tell them 'bout you baby

Please don't mind me let your hair down, girl
Never question this guy, you're my world
Plus the sex is lit (yea, yea, yea)
Look at all the calls I missed (yea, yea, yea)

8 missed calls
Fucking hit'em in the morning
8 missed calls
Fucking hit'em in the morning

Fucking hit'em in the morning
And now a nigga zoning