Say Less (feat. Naomi B.)

Okay, so you really wanna play this game You think, that I really wouldn’t catch her name Don’t sit here and act like you really love me Boy you pushing my buttons and that’s not okay You do, everything you wanna do You must, really think I’m a fool No I don’t play that, Won't sit here and take that You thought you could play me, Well you know what that means Say less Boy you better gone on, Call your homies Get gone, I can’t see you no mo Say less You’ve been blocked on my phone Sorry sweetie not home Call that other girl phone Say less Did you not get the memo Now you can be all alone Boy you’ve been outgrown Say less I want you to see, How you missed out on me All the times I had your back and I took up for you You said that you would have mine too and yes I trusted you Now I see that this was really just a joke to you Boy you played me but you know what that's actually cool Cause you’ll never find another like me No not in your wildest dreams You can look high and low and round the world But she would never top me Yeah you know this is true Ima do me, you can do you Yeah, I wish you all the best I do Say less Boy you better gone on, Call your homies Get gone, I can’t see you no mo Say less You’ve been blocked on my phone Sorry sweetie not home Call that other girl phone Say less Did you not get the memo Now you can be all alone Boy you’ve been outgrown Say less I want you to see, That you not what I need You got it, You got it, You got it, You got it You got it, You got it, You got it, You got it You got it, You got it, You got it I want you to see, How you missed out on me You got it, You got it, You got it, You got it You got it, You got it, You got it, You got it You got it, You got it, You got it You just made me see, That you not what I need Help me make sense of this Help me make peace with you Girl you been drivin' me crazy Fuck the motions, I'ma move Tired of tryna prove Gamblin' but I'ma loose Can’t let this lead to depression Ain’t wakin' up with the blues You wanna know, what I think You can’t keep bringing me down You wanna know, just what it is Ain’t no more makin' me frown Every time I leave, It’s where you goin' I don’t know No need to question Just know I ain’t comin' home Matter of fact, fuck that shit This my home So it's you who'll be steppin' Sayin' less ain't no question Say less Boy you better gone on, Call your homies Get gone, I can’t see you no mo Say less You’ve been blocked on my phone Sorry sweetie not home Call that other girl phone Say less Did you not get the memo Now you can be all alone Boy you’ve been outgrown Say less I want you to see, that you not what I need You got it, You got it, You got it