Whole time I could tell she's mad right
'Cause like
She didn't even call me baby on the phone, you know
And like
At a point she just like went off like
Why you never home?
Why you always gone?
Why you never text me
But you always on the phone?
Why you always with the gang?
We don't never hang
You just play too much
So we'll never be a thing
That should never be a thing, thing, thing
And that should never be a thing, thing, thing
Aye, that should never be a
Problem, problem I don't wanna solve them
Girl, you always talking but you never coming proper, oh well
Always with the drama but I dodge it so well
I can't think about you while I work, you can tell
All this wylin' might just turn us into enemies
I could fuck you but you'll always be a friend to me
Girl, you're beautiful, you'll always be a ten to me
But I got no time for no one else, I just attend to me
Why you never home?
Why you always gone?
Why you never text me
But you always on the phone?
Why you always with the gang?
We don't never hang
You just play too much
So we'll never be a thing
That should never be a thing, thing, thing
And that should never be a thing, thing, thing
Aye, that should never be a
Out here making her own assumptions
Hate it when we fuss and fighting over some dumb shit
Hate it when it happens and then you tell me it's nothing
Guess I'm getting better at turning nothing to something
You say I'm a suspect, that's not my thang
Too lit at the function, bitch, what you saying
Tell me who you fuck with, who's in your pants
You know it's Lance, no, I'm not your mans, ah
Why you never home?
Why you always gone
Why you never text me
But you always on the phone
Why you always with the gang?
We don't never hang
You just play too much
So we'll never be a thing
That should never be a thing, thing, thing
And that should never be a thing, thing, thing
Aye, that should never be a