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Performed By: Coach
Language: English
Length: 2:05
Written by: Mason Morel




Coach - Texts Lyrics
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Ay
Bitch, stop hitting my phone (ay, you need to stop hitting my phone)
We ain't nothing special get that through your head (we ain't special, yeah I told you this)
It's literally the middle of the night and you keep blowing that shit up (let's f*ck it up)
Stop hitting my phone
It's hard to sleep at night when you just keep me up with texts (texts)
You tried to hit my phone, I blocked your number, don't connect (bitch)
You just a one night stand and now yo' ass just got upset (your like wah-wah)
'Cause I can f*ck these other bitches and just make them wet (I'm like ha-ha)
You don't feel special now, you let my fame get to your head (in your head)
And you were just blindsided when you saw the Louis sheets on my bed (bitch)
And those were the only reasons that you had that you wanna have sex (sex)
And that's just why you feel embarrassed when you say you need it (that you need)
You send a text, delete it (you delete)
You got a taste up of my life, you don't wanna leave it (you don't wanna leave)
But you don't wanna live this life there's just more than you seeing (yeah there's more to see)
'Cause you ain't even seen the real me when I be fiending (fien)
I turn into a demon (yuh)
Girl when I saw you at the club I didn't really want 'nun like that (I didn't really want 'nun like that)
I was just trying to chop it up with you, see what's good (see what's good, see what's good with you)
Maybe buy you a drink you know (ay, you know what I'm trying to do)
But now you tryna act like we some (but we ain't nun, bitch, we ain't nun)
Bitch, it's the middle of the night, stop hitting my phone
It's hard to sleep at night when you just keep me up with texts (texts)
You tried to hit my phone, I blocked your number, don't connect (bitch)
You just a one night stand and now yo' ass just got upset (your like wah-wah)
'Cause I can f*ck these other bitches and just make them wet (I'm like ha-ha)
You don't feel special now, you let my fame get to your head (in your head)
And you were just blindsided when you saw the Louis sheets on my bed (bitch)
And those were the only reasons that you had that you wanna have sex (sex)
And that's just why you feel embarrassed when you say you need it (that you need)
You send a text, delete it (you delete)
You got a taste up of my life, you don't wanna leave it (you don't wanna leave)
But you don't wanna live this life there's just more than you seeing (yeah there's more to see)
'Cause you ain't even seen the real me when I be fiending (fien)
I turn into a demon (yuh)
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English

Ay
Bitch, stop hitting my phone (ay, you need to stop hitting my phone)
We ain't nothing special get that through your head (we ain't special, yeah I told you this)
It's literally the middle of the night and you keep blowing that shit up (let's f*ck it up)
Stop hitting my phone
It's hard to sleep at night when you just keep me up with texts (texts)
You tried to hit my phone, I blocked your number, don't connect (bitch)
You just a one night stand and now yo' ass just got upset (your like wah-wah)
'Cause I can f*ck these other bitches and just make them wet (I'm like ha-ha)
You don't feel special now, you let my fame get to your head (in your head)
And you were just blindsided when you saw the Louis sheets on my bed (bitch)
And those were the only reasons that you had that you wanna have sex (sex)
And that's just why you feel embarrassed when you say you need it (that you need)
You send a text, delete it (you delete)
You got a taste up of my life, you don't wanna leave it (you don't wanna leave)
But you don't wanna live this life there's just more than you seeing (yeah there's more to see)
'Cause you ain't even seen the real me when I be fiending (fien)
I turn into a demon (yuh)
Girl when I saw you at the club I didn't really want 'nun like that (I didn't really want 'nun like that)
I was just trying to chop it up with you, see what's good (see what's good, see what's good with you)
Maybe buy you a drink you know (ay, you know what I'm trying to do)
But now you tryna act like we some (but we ain't nun, bitch, we ain't nun)
Bitch, it's the middle of the night, stop hitting my phone
It's hard to sleep at night when you just keep me up with texts (texts)
You tried to hit my phone, I blocked your number, don't connect (bitch)
You just a one night stand and now yo' ass just got upset (your like wah-wah)
'Cause I can f*ck these other bitches and just make them wet (I'm like ha-ha)
You don't feel special now, you let my fame get to your head (in your head)
And you were just blindsided when you saw the Louis sheets on my bed (bitch)
And those were the only reasons that you had that you wanna have sex (sex)
And that's just why you feel embarrassed when you say you need it (that you need)
You send a text, delete it (you delete)
You got a taste up of my life, you don't wanna leave it (you don't wanna leave)
But you don't wanna live this life there's just more than you seeing (yeah there's more to see)
'Cause you ain't even seen the real me when I be fiending (fien)
I turn into a demon (yuh)
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Writer: Mason Morel
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