Verse1:
Last night I hit up Lex from the plex
She had beautiful baggy eyes. And she know that she was the shit
So...I sent, 1 call, 1, text, 2 text, 3, text, 4 text, 5 text, 1 sext
With a pick of my dick, what a bitch!
Would you pick up my shit, in a lickidie split, if my clique
Woulda witness this shit, they'da gave me the dick
In a sense I can't understand it, yo ass is so demanding
Oh got dammit, yous a nigga bandit, take my love for granted
But now, I'm just gone fall back
Niggas be wrecking all that, niggas be checking on that?
Twitter I'm checking all that...I gotchu, nigga I caught you
Lovin another man, screen shot. Screen shot, screen shot, now it's all in the palm of my hand But now it's, uh, doltie wine
You treat me like filthy swine, ain't hit me back all these times, cause you worried bout all these guys that's, uh
In your pocket, left me hanging just like a locket
I text her, said know you home, then
She finally picked up the phone
And said
Chorus:
Now it's three in the morning, and i'm trying to change your mind, left you multiple missed calls and to my message you reply
Why'd you only call me when your high
Why'd you only call me when your high
Now it's three in the morning, and im trying to change your mind, left you multiple missed calls and to my message you reply, why'd you only call me when your high, why'd you only call me when your high
Verse 2:
This morning I hit up T from the D, said she wanted all of my loving and that's all that she wana see So....
I left 3 calls, 3 texts, 2 sexts, and a voice-mail, complaining bout all my dates and my tour sales, but oh well, what's important
This cocaine that I'm snorting, or this girl I be courting, with body finer the porcelain, we kick it, like timberland some niggas won't understand, but she fresh enough to wear white on her period like japan, but nah nah
Guess she ain't what she wanted, addicted like it's the chronic, I'm hooked on her like some phonics, but nigga still speak Ebonics
That's Literature, for literal whores, who don't get it, we took a break and brought it back but officially never split it, I
Got it, no discussion I mean it she got me Scheming and dreamin, about the shit I been wantin and now I'm feenin, I need it, I can't believe it
We drifted so apart
And Now she Dating Brandon Clark
That nigga live in highland park
Ole Wealthy ass nigga
Ole healthy ass nigga
Ole got all the money but won't help me ass nigga
Well fuck it, she left my ass and said hit me up when you ball, and I'm truly about to bawl and she finnaly picked up my call and said
Chorus: Now it's three in the morning, and im trying to change your mind, left you multiple missed calls and to my message you reply, why'd you only call me when your high, why'd you only call me when your high
Now it's three in the morning, and im trying to change your mind, left you multiple missed calls and to my message you reply, why'd you only call me when your high, why'd you only call me when your high
Verse 3:
Last night I met with K from round the way, she so beautiful in the face that I didn't know what to say so. I left no calls, no text, no sexts, but a snap chat
Saying she's beautiful, but that ass fat
I'm trippin, more like I'm slippin, this girl, I think she's different
I'm attentive When's she's speaking, and When I'm talking I think she's listening
Oh she sizzlin, is she the one?
Make me feel like petter guns, she kicked it off like season one
The games she play like 3-1
She got it she got it, she love the way I be scheming, all the niggas be watching, they hate the way We be leaning, and she can cook when she hungry, but Benihana she feenin, she love hibachi and sake, but hate the way we be speaking
So now she tripping out, always think I'm slipping out, anytime that she bitch about, all The the shit that I trip about
Really only be wishing bout
Wishin I was a star
And then she told me stop all that wushin, cause nigga You ain't got no car
Who the fuck you think you think you talking to, all the places we walking to, I don't trip as you often do, slapped her until she coughin too
Now I can't even talk to you
Your the one thing on my mind, if I could go back and rewind, I'd prolly
Tell you that your mine, still hit my line like
Chorus: Now it's three in the morning, and im trying to change your mind, left you multiple missed calls and to my message you reply, why'd you only call me when your high, why'd you only call me when your high
Now it's three in the morning, and im trying to change your mind, left you multiple missed calls and to my message you reply, why'd you only call me when your high, why'd you only call me when your high
