For The Low, Pt. 2

de Ty Dolla $ign

Wheels fall off (wheels fall off)
Don't act like I ain't sorry (sorry)
Don't act like we ain't locked in
When did you get so different? My darling, woah-oh-oh (oh)
You must be out with them rappers
You must be out with the hoopers
We both outside with the shooters

I don't wanna fight no more, tonight, let's make love
I've been outside all day, I'm chasin' paper
Go tell them niggas that I'm here to stay girl
Why can't we ride this thing out until the

Wheels fall off (wheels fall off)
Don't act like I ain't sorry (sorry)
Don't act like we ain't locked in
When did you get so different? My darling, woah-oh-oh (oh)
You must be out with them rappers
You must be out with the hoopers
We both outside with the shooters

Don't act like it ain't Yeezy
I'm way too rich for you to leave me now
They screamin' out: Ye, the nerve of you
Yeah, my wife outside in her birthday suit
You actin' like it's your birthday too
You can't stay out late on work days
I'm pickin' you up on Thursday
We startin' the weekend early

Wheels fall off
We together till the wheels fall off
Wheels fall off
I'ma love you till the wheels fall off

I don't wanna just fight no more, tonight, let's make love
I've been outside all day, I'm chasin' paper
Go tell them niggas that I'm here to stay, girl
Girl, we been datin', but tonight, let's make love

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