Ayy, yeah, yeah I pull up to your crib every time I miss you Uh-huh, yeah, yeah Ayy, yeah, yeah I pull up to your crib Ayy, yeah, yeah I pull up to your crib Can't stop thinkin' bout it, won't stop thinkin' bout it Every time I think about you Just gettin' out of my zone This ain't nobody else I can blame for the *** I do And these new love songs Follow me everywhere I go So why can't I turn off the radio? Why can't I turn off the radio? She got a different type of She'll make a nigga want a white car, the blue deal suit White Nika, uh-huh I'm still on FaceTime with the lifers It's iPhones and the Feds and Rikers So they gon' treat me like she meet me And she met me takin' liquor to the figgy, uh I got a girl, she got a man, we movin' sneaky, uh We been drinkin' all night, now we gettin' freaky deaky, uh And I hate it when she tell me she gon' leave me, uh Let me eat it again, I'm greedy, uh Fuckin' her in the shower like Mimi Shoot a porno on the phone and hook it up to the TV You gon' get my answering machine Girl, leave me alone Cause you're nothin' that I need I won't answer the phone Uh, yeah, we made a movie She was a cutie, uh I remember how she used to make a gooey Yeah, I made a loopy, uh And she all you when she drinkin' 19, look, tooey And her *** was one of the best of I love it when she wanna dress up And it hurts cause I know that I messed up Gave her some of my best stuff Plenty of possessions, BB acids in the necklace To the next gift, to the next gift Livin' reckless with the next chick So she decided to exit, I'm stressed And I can't stop thinkin' bout it Won't stop thinkin' bout it Every time I think about you Just gettin' mad at myself Cause ain't nobody else I can blame for the *** I do And these damn love songs Follow me everywhere I go So why can't I turn off the radio? Why can't I turn off the radio? Every time I meet you And I love to hear your voice And I can't get you Every time I meet you