Daisy Baby

I got the voice but you don’t wanna listen
You got a point but you know something’s missing
I know what your type is, I knew you were like this
I don’t wanna fight this, fight this
You know I’ve been through and through with you
I know what the f— you’re tryna do
You know what your t-
I, I don’t wanna cry in a corner while you run to another
I can be what you wanna, running
All over your tongue, all over your clothes
I do it for fun, everybody knows
I don’t know you
Any better than these bitches do
But maybe we could run with it and go, never looking back
Throw it to the wind and ignore the fact
I don’t know you
Any better than these bitches do
Daisy, baby, you’re so special
From the momnt we met
I was in over my had
Oh, oh, oh
Whatcha call a bitch that don’t cut any slack?
Whatcha call a boy that don’t stop crawling back?
Whatcha gotta do just to not get involved?
Maybe block all my calls, knock down the walls til it’s almost