Crushin Lyrics

Kiss me through the phone

Cause I ain't coming home

Bitch, it's popstar, three point point point five

Yeh that's an eighth, I'm at the show

Last night you came to the crib

I caught you searching through my phone

I don't know

Now you calling me and telling me to

Kiss me through the phone

Cause I ain't coming home

Bitch, it's popstar, three point point point five

Yeh that's an eighth, I'm at the show

Last night you came to the crib

I caught you searching through my phone

I don't know

Now you calling me and telling me to

Kiss me through the phone

Damn, we go back and forth, yeah, I know

Tryna get through all this on my own

She swear that she love me, yeah, I know

Back in the motherfuckin' coupe

And I'm back in the hills

Back with the bills, uh

Slid to the stu hit the booth

I'm not off of the pills, giving you chills, uh

These hoes, they been plotting wanting me

I'm for real, uh

Now she hit my line

Cause she seen that I signed that deal, uh

Seven, oh, four, three, four, oh, oh, oh

Can't tell you the rest of it, though

No, she still wanna keep me close

Yeah, she's still want to be mine, though

Kiss me through the phone

Cause I ain't coming home

Bitch, it's popstar, three point point point five

Yeh that's an eighth, I'm at the show

Last night you came to the crib

I caught you searching through my phone

I don't know

Now you calling me and telling me to

Kiss me through the phone

Cause I ain't coming home

Bitch, it's popstar, three point point point five

Yeh that's an eighth, I'm at the show

Last night you came to the crib

I caught you searching through my phone

I don't know

Now you calling me and telling me to

Kiss me through the phone