Your Things

Verse 1:

I still open doors for you babe
You know I hate to see you runaway
Is there another way to make you stay
Without somebody getting involved

Dreaming of a coupe car, suicide door
Jewellery on my neck, I do what I want
Rollin on trip, singin' on clips
Everybody wanna be on my shit

I suppose that you wanna go
When you do, you gotta let me know

Chorus:

I don't wanna wake up cos you left your things with me
You left your things with me (baby oh oh)
You left your things with me (oh)
You left your things with me (oooh)
You left your things with me

Verse 2:

You know you shouldn't lie to my face
Better if I re-up everyday
I wear your eyes like Chanel
Leading up to the back of your neck
Now look at my pockets comin up so hefty
Baby don't trip
I keep it on the left cheek yeah
Like my favourite chess piece
Movin' like an L
I can smell you on my bedsheets yeah

Softboy Asian Eyes
Yet I'm still not your guy
You only got money on your mind
Yeah you let your coach inside
Underwear with no seal
Real life you a hoe for real

Chorus:

I don't wanna wake up cos you left your things with me
You left your things with me (baby oh oh)
You left your things with me (oh)
You left your things with me (oooh)
You left your things with me

Outro:

I don't wanna wake up cos you left your things with me
You left your things with me (baby oh oh)
You left your things with me (oh)
You left your things with me (oooh)
You left your things with me