Hitting me back I guess I'm asking a lot
Asking a lot
Bae hit me back
Hitting me back I guess I'm asking a lot
I Uber'd you to the spot
Sending you home late at the end of the night
F*ckin' with me guess you not she was my type
Showin' me signs of a bride turned out a regular bop
I'm gettin' high off of the shrooms getting fried
She would've told me to stop
What make you think you can f*ck up my high
What make you think you can f*ck up my vibe
Baby I wake up I'm takin' a lot
Za be the main keep the nic on the side
But I ain't a regular guy
F*ck with me have the time of your life
Baby I'm faded you know what it's like
I know you hate it it's gon' be alright
I need you to wake me up
I need you to wake me up
The demons tryn break me down
I need you to shake em up
I need you to wake me up
I need you to wake me up
The demons tryn break me down
I need you to shake em up
Nah high ain't the word
Baby I'm bent
F*ck what you heard
I am the word
Baby I'm him
I am the bird
Family guy
Making you laugh
When you feel hurt
Making you cry
Never the goal
Still tryna learn
Hitting me back I guess I'm asking a lot
I Uber'd you to the spot
Sending you home late at the end of the night
F*ckin' with me guess you not she was my type
Showin' me signs of a bride turned out a regular bop
I'm gettin' high off of the shrooms getting fried
She would've told me to stop
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Hitting me back I guess I'm asking a lot
Asking a lot
Bae hit me back
Hitting me back I guess I'm asking a lot
I Uber'd you to the spot
Sending you home late at the end of the night
F*ckin' with me guess you not she was my type
Showin' me signs of a bride turned out a regular bop
I'm gettin' high off of the shrooms getting fried
She would've told me to stop
What make you think you can f*ck up my high
What make you think you can f*ck up my vibe
Baby I wake up I'm takin' a lot
Za be the main keep the nic on the side
But I ain't a regular guy
F*ck with me have the time of your life
Baby I'm faded you know what it's like
I know you hate it it's gon' be alright
I need you to wake me up
I need you to wake me up
The demons tryn break me down
I need you to shake em up
I need you to wake me up
I need you to wake me up
The demons tryn break me down
I need you to shake em up
Nah high ain't the word
Baby I'm bent
F*ck what you heard
I am the word
Baby I'm him
I am the bird
Family guy
Making you laugh
When you feel hurt
Making you cry
Never the goal
Still tryna learn
Hitting me back I guess I'm asking a lot
I Uber'd you to the spot
Sending you home late at the end of the night
F*ckin' with me guess you not she was my type
Showin' me signs of a bride turned out a regular bop
I'm gettin' high off of the shrooms getting fried
She would've told me to stop
Asking a lot
Bae hit me back
Hitting me back I guess I'm asking a lot
I Uber'd you to the spot
Sending you home late at the end of the night
F*ckin' with me guess you not she was my type
Showin' me signs of a bride turned out a regular bop
I'm gettin' high off of the shrooms getting fried
She would've told me to stop
What make you think you can f*ck up my high
What make you think you can f*ck up my vibe
Baby I wake up I'm takin' a lot
Za be the main keep the nic on the side
But I ain't a regular guy
F*ck with me have the time of your life
Baby I'm faded you know what it's like
I know you hate it it's gon' be alright
I need you to wake me up
I need you to wake me up
The demons tryn break me down
I need you to shake em up
I need you to wake me up
I need you to wake me up
The demons tryn break me down
I need you to shake em up
Nah high ain't the word
Baby I'm bent
F*ck what you heard
I am the word
Baby I'm him
I am the bird
Family guy
Making you laugh
When you feel hurt
Making you cry
Never the goal
Still tryna learn
Hitting me back I guess I'm asking a lot
I Uber'd you to the spot
Sending you home late at the end of the night
F*ckin' with me guess you not she was my type
Showin' me signs of a bride turned out a regular bop
I'm gettin' high off of the shrooms getting fried
She would've told me to stop
Writer: Guillermo Vizcaino
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