Club lights, we fight every night
Baby, I don′t wanna do that
Your type, jeans tight, dirty SpriteShe like "How the fuck you do that?"
I can't be there all the time
But you know I gotta prove that
I can′t leave here anytime soon (nah)
I got somethin' to do, yeah
Walk away as the door slams
You got blood on your poor hands
I just wanted to help
Now I'm goin′ to hell
Walk away as the door slams
Walk away as the door slams
You got blood on your poor hands
I just wanted to help
Now I′m goin' to hell
Walk away as the door slams
I know you wanna FaceTime, baby, I have Samsung
When I met your mom, she told me I was handsome
You told me I′m sexy, do you still think that?
You told me you loved me, do you still think that?
3 a.m., climbin' through your window
Ounce of the kush, blowin′ smoke out your window
You're a thousand miles away, I snort a thousand lines
Step inside the club, cameras flashin′ in my eyes
Walk away as the door slams
You got blood on your poor hands
I just wanted to help
Now I'm goin' to hell
Walk away as the door slams
Walk away as the door slams
You got blood on your poor hands
I just wanted to help
Now I′m goin′ to hell
Walk away as the door slams
