Metro Marrs - Bye Felicia

Lyrics

(The Playlist)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (On gang)
I don't even know why you so stressed (Tell me what's up)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, uh

I don't even know why you so stressed, yeah
You never act like you was impressed, yeah
Now I only see you as my ex
Girl, my love for you, it was just a flex, uh
I don't even know why you so stressed
You never act like you was impressed
Now I only see you as my ex
Girl, my love for you, it was just a flex

We takin' off, ain't talkin' no NASA
I'm in the bed, she wan' me go faster
Oh, that's your friend? I wanna smash her
Just made a mess, it was a disaster
Bless on your knees, she callin' me pastor
She wanna ride me, yeah, like a Harley, huh
I'm the big man, huh, of the party, huh
When I push up in that big body
I just feel myself right now
Oh my God, how?
I just feel myself right now
I'm so high up off the ground

Lot for me to confess
Whole, whole lot for me to confess
Instead of bein' modest, whole, whole lot
Whole, whole lot for me to confess (Yeah, yeah)

I don't even know why you so stressed, yeah
You never act like you was impressed, yeah
Now I only see you as my ex
Girl, my love for you, it was just a flex, yeah
I don't even know why you so stressed
You never act like you was impressed
Now I only see you as my ex
Girl, my love for you, it was just a flex

Yeah, it's a lot for me to just confess (To confess)
Tell me the reason you so depressed (So despressed)
Like what did I ever get wrong? (Wrong)
Just wake up every morning, life goes on, yeah
I cannot give you a chance, huh
I ain't tryna be your man
She listen to me, she a fan
These VVS's, they gon' dance, dance, dance, hmm
I cannot give you no chance, yeah, yeah

Lot for me to confess
Whole, whole lot for me to confess
Instead of bein' modest, whole, whole lot
Whole, whole lot for me to confess

I don't even know why you so stressed, yeah
You never act like you was impressed, yeah
Now I only see you as my ex
Girl, my love for you, it was just a flex (Big old flex)

Get gone like a V12 (V12)
Don't want no seatbelt (Skrrt, skrrt)
Bye, Felicia, ayy, yeah, uh (Skrrt, skrrt)
Get gone like a V12 (V12)
Don't want no seatbelt (Seatbelt)
Bye, Felicia, bye-bye
Get gone like a V12, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah