OMG

Lyrics
[Verse 1] So he's like 23, from the DMV, moved to NYC in an SUV DJ's once a week and he doesn't play shit below 163 Met him on Bleecker St, we smoked some weed then I asked his d Said I'm a trip like DMT, I'm the MVP, call TMZ [Verse 2] W-w-w-w-wait, what? He's a two-timer, he's just a scrub Dr-dr-dressed in all designer, I saw him out and he was tryna hide behind her I bet he got you with a dumb one-liner He's double-dipping I've been tripping thinkin he was my thing But now it's clicking he's been dipping into everything [Chorus] I've been seeing things the way I want them to be Thought it was just us two but that's not true [Verse 3] He's mister promise you the world, he's mister meet me at the club and then he's with another girl and I'm like why did I show up? I thought that he was my thing, but he's been dipping into everything About everything, I thought that he was my thing, my thing He's been dipping into everything, 'bout everything [Chorus] I've been seeing things the way I want them to be Thought it was just us two but now it's looking like it's three [Verse 4] On the next day, he went M.I.A That's when my friend told me she had something to say (This might be T.M.I, but F.Y.I, I think I fucked that guy) On the exact same night? OMG she's right next to me, but he's texting me He's obsessed with me, but he's texting her the same words and the same pictures (And the conversation keeps getting bitchier) OMG she's right next to me, but he's texting me He's obsessed with me, but he's texting her the same words and the same pictures (And the conversation keeps getting bitchier) (Wa-wa-wait, what?!) [Chorus] He's double-dipping I've been tripping thinkin he was my thing But now it's clicking he's been dipping into everything I've been seeing things the way I want them to be Thought it was just us two but now it's looking like it's three [Verse 5] I thought that he was my thing, my thing He's been dipping into everything, 'bout everything Dipping into everything, everything Dipping into everything, dipping into everything You must be tripping thinking that you were different And now I'm off of you and I'm so indifferent When you call, I don't pick up the phone
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Credits
- Writers
- Miss Madeline
- Chicken (Producer)