I got a baddie, her hand fit mine like a gloveYeah, she was sent from aboveYeah, she was sent from the heavensShe's a angelShe relieve all my stressin'I know she like how I'm dressin'Ayo, B-22, Cortez, B-Tracks, SulaNavy, 4C, B-Mac, CoopRisin' around with youShe askin' about when am I gonna say I doShe askin' about when am I gonna say I doNow you're makin' faces at meYou're makin' facesNow you're makin' faces at meYou're makin' facesOut in the cold, my fingers are numbOpen cuts, I bleed outI bleed outAlcohol to clean the woundsSober force to clean itWho would've thought you was right all along?Your lines had no meaningI'm not a liar, butI don't want you to find all the facts that I leave outLike, when I told them that I gave a * when I didn'tWhen I saw all of the things they ain't want me to seeAnd somehow I still kept it hiddenSomehow became who I wanted to beI gave you * when I know that I shouldn'tWay that you ask, I just know that I couldn't say noI just couldn't say noI could surely say noCause you're makin' faces at meYou're makin' facesNow you're makin' faces at meYou're makin' facesYou're makin' faces at meNow you're makin' facesNow you're makin' faces at meNow you're makin' facesYou're makin' faces at meNow you're makin' facesYou're makin' faces at meNow you're makin' facesNow you're makin' facesYou're making faces at me, you're making facesYou're making faces at me, you're making facesAll I do is think aboutDo you think about me?Do you think about me?