Trisha Paytas - Self Control текст песни

I’ve been hearing around
My name is falling out your mouth, baby
Mmm mmm yeah, mmm mmm yeah
If you can hear me now, I don’t need a sorry, boy, save it
(Mmm mmm yeah, mmm mmm yeah)
You ain’t been on my mind, boy
You’ve been crossing lines lately
(Oh-oh yeah, oh-oh yeah)
So now you’re gonna get what you wanted, Imma go crazy
This is what you wanted, so you got it You just won’t let this go So baby say, what you gonna say
Won’t you came to play?
Is that your mouth running?
So what?
Now you’re gonna front like you didn’t come to tell me something
Get out, before I get loud
I ain’t going down over your loving
Boy, you’re so predictable, you should have some self control
Who do you think you are living large off of my feelings?
(Oh-oh yeah, oh-oh yeah)
How do you sleep at night? (night)
Staring at a blank ceiling
(Oh-oh yeah) Oh yeah babe (oh-oh yeah) oh yeah babe
This is what you wanted, so you got it You just won’t let this go So baby say, what you gonna say
Won’t you came to play?
Is that your mouth running?
So what?
Now you’re gonna front like you didn’t come to tell me something
Get out, before I get loud
I ain’t going down over your loving
Boy, you’re so predictable, you should have some self control
Say say, what you gonna say
Won’t you came to play?
Is that your mouth running?
So what?
Now you’re gonna front like you didn’t come to tell me something
Get out, before I get loud
I ain’t going down over your loving
Boy, you’re so predictable, you should have some self control
Yeah, ah-ah, self control
Yeah, ah-ah
Show me something I ain’t never seen before
Played me for a fool but you can’t no more
So baby say, what you gonna say
Won’t you came to play?
Is that your mouth running?
So what?
Now you’re gonna front like you didn’t come to tell me something
Get out, before I get loud
I ain’t going down over your loving
Boy, you’re so predictable, you should have some self control
Say say, what you gonna to say
Won’t you came to play?
Is that your mouth running?
So what?
Now you’re gonna front like you didn’t come to tell me something
Get out, before I get loud
I ain’t going down over your loving
Boy, you’re so predictable, you should have some self control
Bam