I've been asking her to grow upBut all she wanna do is go down, down, downTake some Henny, now you bout to go upTake it slow, baby, we ain't gotta rush thisNah, last night we was tryna pour upDrink a little much, got you too * up nowIt's too bad how I'm moving, giving back and losingGot another fake love, time to write another fake love songFake love song nowI'ma hit her with a fake love songFake love song nowUh, yeah, I got one too many in the first placeI got problems that I never thought I'd deal with againCan't lie, baby girl, I had the worst dayBut I know I'm okay if you gon' kick it with your mansTalkin' late night, bought some liquor, bought some friendsThat's okay, right?She got that cocoa butter skin and her waist tightNot tryna waste timeSo let's enjoy another day livin' this great lifeLookin' left to rightI see some future bad decisions on my test tonightI'm not the type to give it up, but I'm obsessed tonightShe said she got some costa migosYeah, I guess she might, I guess she mightShe got a sundress, dancin' in the sunsetTake a couple shots, now she beggin' me for drunk ***I think I met you before, how could I forget?Wanna be wherever you are and do whatever you want, yeahI've been askin' her to grow upBut all she wanna do is go down, down, downTake some Henny, now you bout to go upTake it slow, baby, we ain't gotta rush thisNah, last night, we was tryin' to pull upDrink a little much, got you too * up nowIt's too bad how I'm movin', gettin' better, losin'Got another fake love, time to write another fake love songFake love song, nowI'ma hit her with a fake love songFake love song, nowI'm tryna fall in love, faster than I fall outI'm tryna show you what it's real, I'm tryna ball outSpendin' money, it's real, I'm tryna ball outIn the club, everybody gettin' paidOnly see you on the weekend, baby, girl, I need a hundred percentI'm kinda greedy like thatI'ma give it to you, and then you throw it right backGirl, believe in the truth, it's everything that I saidI think that she knows what's goin' on in my headBaby, once again, I feel a little too muchTakin' too many shots, I feel a little too drunkYeah, there's too many thoughts that only want me in the nighttimeToo many times I get involved in this nightlifeI've been askin' her to grow upBut all she wanna do is go down, down, downDrink some Henny, now you bout to go upTake the snow, baby, we ain't gotta rush this, nahLast night, we was tryna pull upDrink a little much, got you too * up nowIt's too bad how I'm movin', givin' back and losin'Got another fake love, time to write another fake love songFake love song, nowI'ma hit her with a fake love songFake love song, nowI'ma hit her with a fake love song