Pi’erre Bourne - Sossgirl lyrics

Back to my old life
(Damn, Pi'erre, where'd you find this?)

Yeah, yeah, lovers nightmare
(Lovers nightmare)
She's scared,  who's gon' be there?
She's scared, who's gon' be there? 
(Who's gon' be there?)
Ayy, ayy, lovers nightmare (Lovers nightmare)
Ayy, lovers nightmare (Lovers)
She's scared, who's gon' be there?
She's scared, who's gon' be there?
(Who's gon' be there?) ayy, lovers nightmare

Gucci on me, yeah, all these GGs (G)
Feeling like the president, they hating on me
Spending all this bread, yeah
That real grilled cheese baby, give me head
I've been stressed all week
Thinking 'bout my ex get the best of me
All these girls around
But nothin' like a queen
Why did you leave like a deadbeat?
Crazy 'cause now I'm alone with everything

Yeah, yeah, lovers nightmare
(Lovers nightmare)
She's scared, who's gon' be there?
She's scared, who's gon' be there?
(Who's gon' be there?)
Ayy, ayy, lovers nightmare (Lovers nightmare)
Ayy, lovers nightmare (Lovers)
She's scared, who's gon' be there?
She's scared, who's gon' be there?
(Who's gon' be there?) ayy, lovers nightmare

I need you right here
By my side, I need you right there
If you got these feelings for me, tell me
Yeah 'Cause I don't wan' be numb again
Girl, you got me looking dumb again
I don't wanna trust this bitch
I just wanna fuck this bitch
I don't wanna love this bitch
Damn, she know how to work her wrist
Busting all on her lip
Fly her home, safe trip
Fly her back to reminisce

I'm probably gon' forget you
Think it's best that I do, ayy
You know I don't fuck with you no more
Why can't you accept the truth?
See, I been living right
Tryna live this life
Everybody's questioning me, ayy
But you ain't got no cream no dreams
No please, ayy

I need you right here
By my side, I need you right there
If you got these feelings for me, tell me
Yeah 'Cause I don't wan' be numb again
Girl, you got me looking dumb again
I don't wanna trust this bitch
I just wanna fuck this bitch
I don't wanna love this bitch
Damn, she know how to work her wrist
Busting all on her lip
Fly her home, safe trip
Fly her back to reminisce

I need you right here
My side, I need you right there
Yeah, tell me, yeah
I don't wan' be numb again
Hey, got me looking dumb again
Hey, I just wanna fuck this bitch
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
(Damn, Pi'erre, where'd you find this?)