Club lights, we fight every night

Baby, I don′t wanna do that

Your type, jeans tight, dirty SpriteShe like "How the fuck you do that?"

I can't be there all the time

But you know I gotta prove that

I can′t leave here anytime soon (nah)

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 I′m 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 I′m sexy, do you still think that?

You told me you loved me, do you still think that?

3 a.m., climbin' through your window

Ounce of the kush, blowin′ smoke out your window

You're 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