A couple bitches numbers, they won't stop calling me
They probably think I'm balling, they probably think I'm balling
All these different numbers, they won't stop calling me
I know that they want something, I know that they want something from me

She wants some apples and almond butter, I give it to her
She got what she wanted and it was what she deserved
I take her to dinner then bring her home for desert
In picture she's perfect, even better in person
I swear to God, I'll get under the surface
She's feeling my nerves, I think I'm making her nervous
I swear to God, she might be perfect
She could be perfect

The last one is a memory
The other one's a enemy
I don't know why she still calls
I don't know why she messaged me
A couple bitches numbers, they won't stop calling me
They probably think I'm balling, they probably think I'm balling
All these different numbers, they won't stop calling me
I know that they want something, I know that they want something from me

I hate to make assumptions
But I know you want something
Like tickets for your cousin
Put this up in your stomach for me

If I said it you read it, you saw it, I can't deny
There's too many messages I don't wanna reply
And it's been a minute and you're just trying to say hi
But I don't have time, you know my schedule's tight
I swear to God, I'm going out of my mind
I'm just trying to survive, I'm running low on supplies
I swear to God, you lowen my high (hello)
But I can't say I'm surprised
Pray to God

The last one is a memory
The other one's a enemy
I don't know why she still calls
I don't know why she messaged me

A couple bitches numbers, they won't stop calling me
They probably think I'm balling, they probably think I'm balling
All these different numbers, they won't stop calling me
I know that they want something, I know that they want something from me

All these bitches numbers, they won't stop calling
I know they think I'm balling, they probably think I'm balling

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