Sossgirl - Pi'erre Bourne

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?)