Fan - Bars and Melody

She want to get to me quick, Uber that shit,

Triple the six, rolling her eyes back, she drinkin' my spit

But I don’t want to hit, I’m flicking her ick

Know that she mad I don’t need no one next to me

She want to make plans, but I got a date with destiny

Why she vexed at me

She call for sex she sexting double texting me

She stressing me and pressin' me

She a mess when she not next to me

I dunno why she act so distant

She says it’s the distance

Got an assistant 'cause I need assistance

The pains so persistent yea

Said she understand don’t know where I’m coming from

And she put me in her plans just to lose me in a storm

Why she say that I’m her man just to go and do me wrong?

Yea she started as a fan now she block me on her phone

She want to get to me quick, Uber that shit

Triple the six, rolling her eyes back, she drinkin' my spit

But I don’t want to hit, I’m flicking her ick

Know that she mad I don’t need no one next to me

She want to make plans, but I got a date with destiny

Sippin' whisky, I think that I’m tipsy uh

In her ripped jeans, can’t deny she’s pretty uh

Maybe I’m off my face but I’m on my way when I’m on my way

Know I got a place to stay when

But every day’s a rainy day we all play in the rain we drown in pain

Broken fingers down the windowpane but I’m on my way

Said she understand don’t know where I’m coming from

And she put me in her plans just to lose me in a storm

Why she say that I’m her man just to go and do me wrong?

Yea she started as a fan now she block me on her phone

She want to get to me quick, Uber that shit

Triple the six, rolling her eyes back, she drinkin' my spit

But I don’t want to hit, I’m flicking her ick

Know that she mad I don’t need no one next to me

She want to make plans, but I got a date with destiny

Sippin' whisky, I think that I’m tipsy uh

In her ripped jeans, can’t deny she’s pretty uh

Know that she mad I don’t need no one next to me

She want to make plans, but I got a date with destiny

Said she understand don’t know where I’m coming from

And she put me in her plans just to lose me in a storm

Why she say that I’m her man just to go and do me wrong?

Yea she started as a fan now she block me on her phone

She want to get to me quick, Uber that shit

Triple the six, rolling her eyes back, she drinkin' my spit

But I don’t want to hit

Sippin' whisky, I think that I’m tipsy uh

In her ripped jeans, can’t deny she’s pretty uh