530

Baby, yeah

Whoa, baby, who pick up when you call?

Yeah, yeah

5:30, the car missin'

No text backs or call misses, I feel like we all victims

Nights be gettin' long

Drunk textin', I should not do Patrón

I hop on the phone, turn the music up, got in my zone

Drunk textin', I should probably sue Patrón

Had to do wrong order to do you right

You gotta go through it order to give advice

It's the price of the litty nights, I know the liquor hittin'

Why when somebody break your heart, it help fix your vision?

If you fall in love with a demon or a diva

Pray your soulmate got a soul when you meet her

The crystal ball couldn't tell me if they'll leave again

Problems too extra large to share with a medium

We fight not for flesh and blood on this level

And devil's advocate is advocatin' for the devil

And love is all drainin' and, stop, it's all fadin'

We used to be secretive, but now it's all blatant

It's all just lost, ain't it? Watchin' it all cave in

We the topic of conversation

5:30, the car missin'

No textin', just call missin'

We fight and you won't listen

You right, we both trippin'

It's game time, matter of fact, it's Ye time

The past year been a strange time

Visitations on FaceTime

And who gon' break whose heart first? Always just breaks mine

Looking for blessings that God'll hand me

I'm tryna just raise the family, somebody should raise the nanny

I'm tryna leave you alone

But that last text was courtesy of Patrón

5:30, the car missin'

Emotions is all distant

No texts, just calls missin'

We fight and you won't listen

You right, we both trippin'

Barely holdin' on

Barely holdin' on, oh

Barely holdin' on

I'm barely holdin' on

5:30, the car missin'

Is this what you call distance?

Throwing stones at a glass prison

Cuss me out at our last visit

Mad dizzy, we drunk, past limit

You trippin' in public, that's bad business

We crash out, but you callin' it passionate

You bought the whole thing, but you scream when I'm laughin'

And we too much for us, everybody except for us

I don't know what's left of us, why the Devil keep testin' us?

Tryna right what's left of us, tryna right what's left of us

This the wire connecting us, I agree with the Reddit subs

Everything they read, it was, everything they said it was

Number one, you bet it was, better not forget it was

Either way, we get enough

You know it was, you know it is, you know the kid

You know we did and we showed it

Ten-ten, there's a hot chance she gon' go with it, she gon' fuck with it

Sit beside, I'ma go again, I'ma break the walls, we be goin' in

Pom-pom, yeah, the old man got 'em foldin' up

Got him screamin' "I can't take it, I can't take it"

You a fake bitch

You don't really love Ye, go listen to Drake, bitch

You ain't really dedicated like a tank, bitch

Go listen to Lil Baby, go listen to Future, bitch

First off, you don't think about your future, bitch

Your fault, what you thought, that we was new to this?

Hunnid miles on it, what I'm supposed to do with this?

(Hunnid miles on it, what I'm supposed to do with this?)

You won't turn the rappers down, you always say "yes"

You don't really love Ye, go listen to Drake, bitch

You don't love Dolla $ign, listen to Luther, bitch

Listen to Lil Baby, listen to Future, bitch

I hope your future baby daddy is a fugitive

Can't sue CO, I don't never love these hoes

You don't love Ye, you love Moneybagg Yo

(You don't love Ye, you love Moneybagg Yo)

What he mad for?

You a fake bitch

Go listen to Abel, better yet, listen to Drake, bitch

Listen to Lil Baby, go listen to Future, bitch

(Listen to Lil Baby, go listen to Future, bitch)

And I hope your baby daddy was a fugitive

And he leaves your ass right there where you used to live

Don't go blamin' me, I'on got nothin' to do with this

Them last words were Patrón

That last text was Patrón

I'm three-four drinks past drunk

I might not make it home