Don′t be-, don't believe me
Yeah
Don′t believe me, no
Yeah, yeah
Pretend that it hurt, but it really don't bother me
Don't make it real, I prefer that you lie to me
Oh, whoa, whoa
Let me talk to you for a second
Oh, whoa, whoa
Anywhere in the world, if you hear this
Yeah, yeah
You can fuck on him as long as you think about me
In the other room, on the phone, you was texting me
You can fuck on him as long as you think about me
None of it′s real, we was just fakin′ how to love
Try to pretend, I wasn't missin′ you at all
Gave me your soul, hundred thousand feet above the clouds
Light up the smoke, sit on them Xannies, spacin' out
We was just bored, we was just bored, playin′ them board games
Pink, blue, yellow pill, Power Rangers, fuckin' with my mind state
Try to forget, so I medicate, introduce her to the jet way
It could be God himself, anyone after me is a downgrade
Fuckin′ the shit out this bitch, I was thinkin' about you, oh, Lord
Kissin' all over this bitch, I was thinkin′ about you, oh, Lord
(mwah)
She just tatted my name, I was thinkin′ about you, oh, Lord
(Just tatted my name, I was thinkin' about you)
One of them things, always remain the same, oh, Lord
(remain the same)
Yeah, mile high club, you remember
(mile high club, you remember)
Flyin′ 18 hours the agenda
I can feel the cold heart when it's not winter (when it′s not winter, I can feel the cold)
Yeah, come though bustin' up shit, I′m poppin' just like a pimp do
(come through, skrrt, skrrt)
Talkin' south of France, made it north to east (talkin′ south of France, made it from the east, yeah)
Conversin′ with one, it's a few ready to eat (converse with a one, but it′s few ready to eat)
Made it out the block where the gun sounds at, so I smoke like a chief
(smoke like a chimney)
I belong to the streets
(I belong to the streets)
I'ma always have love for a queen
(always have)
Plutoski
(Pluto)
Pluto
(yeah)
Young Metro, young Metro, young Metro
(three times)
You can′t forget about our love
Your introduction to the mile high club
You can fuck on him as long as you think about me
In the other room, on the phone, you was texting me
You can fuck on him as long as you think about me
Mile high club
Writer(s): Leland Wayne, Nayvadius Wilburn
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