Club lights, we fight every night
Baby, I dont wanna do that
Your type, jeans tight, dirty Sprite
She like, How the fuck you do that?
I can’t be there all the time
But you know I gotta prove that
I cant leave here anytime soon 
I got somethin to do, yeah
Walk away as the door slams
You got blood on your poor hands
I just wanted to help, now I’m goin to hell
Walk away as the door slams
Walk away as the door slams
You got blood on your poor hands
I just wanted to help, now Im goin to hell
Walk away as the door slams
I know you wanna FaceTime, baby, I have Samsung
When I met your mom, she told me I was handsome
You told me Im sexy, do you still think that?
You told me you loved me, do you still think that?
3 AM, climbin through your window
Ounce of the kush, blowin smoke out your window
Youre a thousand miles away, I snort a thousand lines
Step inside the club, cameras flashin’ in my eyes
Walk away as the door slams
You got blood on your poor hands
I just wanted to help, now I’m goin to hell
Walk away as the door slams
Walk away as the door slams
You got blood on your poor hands
I just wanted to help, now I’m goin to hell
Walk away as the door slams