Bryson Tiller - Don't

Don't

Bryson Tiller
Billboard Hot 100 Singles Chart

Don't, don't play with her, don't be dishonest (Ayy)Still not understandin' this logic (Ayy)I'm back and I'm better (And I'm better)I want you bad as everDon't let me just let upI wanna give you betterBaby, it's whatever

Somebody gotta step upGirl, I'm that somebody, so I'm next upBe damned if I let him catch upIt's easy to see that you're fed upI am on a whole 'nother levelGirl, he only fucked you over 'cause you let himFuck him, girl, I guess he didn't know any betterGirl, that man didn't show any effort

Do all I can just to show you you're specialCertain it's your love that holds me togetherLately you say he been killin' the vibeGotta be sick of this guyPull up, skrr, get in the rideLeft hand is steerin' the other is grippin' your thighLight up a spliff and get highShawty, you deserve what you've been missin'Lookin' at you I'm thinkin' he must be trippin'Play this song for him, tell him, "Just listen"

Don'tDon't

Girl, said he keeps on playin' gamesAnd his lovin' ain't the sameI don't know what to say, butWhat a shameIf you were mine you would not get the sameIf you were mine you would top everythingSuicide in the drop switchin' lanes

And that thing so fire, baby, no propaneGot good pussy, girl, can I be frank?To keep it 100, girl, I ain't no saintBut he the only reason that I'm feelin' this wayGivin' you the world, baby, when you get spacePen game get me laid, baby, that's penetrateOh, baby

Don't

H-Town got a nigga so throwedPour up, we can party some moreYeah, got this drank in my cupGot a young nigga feelin' so throwedSpit fire in a world so coldYoung money got a nigga feelin' oldSpit fire in a world so coldH-Town got me feelin' so throwed

H-Town got me feelin' so throwedRide paint and we sip 'til we foldH-Town got me feelin' so throwedSpit fire in a world so coldH-Town got a nigga so throwed

Don't