Lyric

Turn it up, using Airbnb

It's party with bestie mother fuckin messy

Free time, spending all my time

Why you're not coming it's small gatherring

We already know he'll fuck with hoe

Even though he has a hot girl

I'm tryna comfort her but I'm sorry

That I'm tripping

She said "not a fucking word"

And she said "thats enough"

Well I don't really know what's going on

She's selfishy like "falling in love"

2am we move it

Smoking we cooling

Slapping her boobie

Which is our routine

Why would you say "you'd be better off dying"

We're just homies always vibing

Cheer bitches are doing a line of cocaine

In the bathroom

"I've never really loved you"

"You're just knocking maphie boots

Throw away chopped salad

We're down for the bad move"

Turn it up, using Airbnb

It's party with bestie mother fuckin messy

Free time, spending all my time

Why you're not coming it's small gatherring

We already know he'll fuck with hoe

Even though he has a hot girl

I'm tryna comfort her but I'm sorry

That I'm tripping