Lyrics
She's a bad omen
Screaming out but I just
Want to talk it out like Rogan
My head hurt
Think I need some Ibuprofen
Oh man
Shouldn't be stressing about that girl
Cause there's a plethora
Of fish up in the ocean to love
Now baby I don't want to assume
Despite what I feel I heard some things about you
To be honest I don't if it's true
Just as long as I can get you back upstairs to my room
Ok Shawty
I'm just sitting here contemplating how to move
Can't put my finger on the things you do
To me but you been added to the Queue
Not really worried what you going through
Shawty
Just taking in the view
Good great fantastic
You keep it natural it ain't no plastic
That's on the outside but maybe the inside
Is toxic like ten times
Carry big lies
But I'm going to get mine
Cause honestly Shawty a nigga like me
Ain't really big on the details
Gang tried to give me the tea
Might be the type to read braille
(very superstitious)
She way too sexy
I might fold
Acting petty
Cause she like it when my hands on her throat
I'm way too grown
Why she try to provoke
I know that I'll regret it
When I wake up alone
The Heart wants
What
The heart
Wants
You a great
High
Collapsing
My lungs
So damn
Hot
Take off
Your garments
Red
Flags
Must proceed
With caution
She's a bad omen
Screaming out but I just
Want to talk it out like Rogan
My head hurt
Think I need some Ibuprofen
Oh man
Shouldn't be stressing about that girl
Cause there's a plethora
Of fish up in the Ocean to love
Now baby I don't want to assume
Despite what I feel I heard some things about you
To be honest I don't if it's true
Just as long as I can get you back upstairs to my room
She's a
Bad thing
She bad for me
Bad for my wallet
Bad for my time
And bad for mental
I know she bad for me
But I like it when she throw it back on me (uh)
She really about her cash money
She ain't Latina, but she really is a Bad Bunny
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Red flag, red flag, red flag
God damn but she bad real bad real bad (uh)
I don't know why I don't get it
My intuition is itching
Having premonitions that she fucking all of my niggas, JVN
She's a menace
I'm a cynic
Imma let it happen
She straight forward
But I love to see that back clapping
When we fighting
Let me finish
When we fucking
Let me finish
Got me fiending
I can't fix it
I'm addicted
Tryna quit it
She's a bad omen
Screaming out but I just
Want to talk it out like Rogan
My head hurt
Think I need some Ibuprofen
Oh man
Shouldn't be stressing about that girl
Cause there's a plethora
Of fish up in the Ocean to love
Now baby I don't want to assume
Despite what I feel I heard some things about you
To be honest I don't if it's true
Just as long as I can get you back upstairs to my room
Writer(s): Mackenzie King
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
