Interlude

[Hook: Bibi Bourelly] Sippin' on Dom Pérignon Caught your name, shit Forgot you was gone Cause you've been lying a fucking lot lately This whiskey never lied to me, baby Saturday night live on TV Saturday night life after three Spent my Saturday night trying to leave Cause you've been lying a fucking lot lately Also, I never met another girl like you shit I'm your fucking rider Do ride by you, true shit Talk shit, nigga, do shit Acting like we picture perfect Like we ain't done been through some shit We done been through shit, nigga I thought you was mine Interlude, just a moment in time Fairy tales ain't real Cause you've been lying a fucking lot lately Whisky never lied to me, baby [Verse: Little Simz] Let me take a sip of that It's about you now How'd you figure that Now I'm done with chasing Called once, called twice Called three times never hit me back Why the fuck is that We needed time Maybe you did love your life And I didn't love mine Saying what was in your heart My temper with your pride Boy we gave up way to early Couldn't say we tried Do you feel it inside or what What's done is done So don't look for me I'm on my way to some next country Had shit to say so I lay it down Called Bibi in to sing hooks for me (yeah) That's the only way for me moving on Everybody around me wanna know what's wrong This situation got me stressed out Let alone the other shit going on You can tell that I'm hurt, angry Am I the only one feeling this weight? Disaronno and ginger beer How else can I escape? Staying busy working on my shit How else can I be great? Was it all fake? Mm, Never mind that Spent time tryna understand you where your mind's at Spent time adding up lies and then divide that I know it wasn't intentional And you meant well I saw shit I thought shit till my pen felt So now dealing with the now Ain't no past tense Late night cruising round through the city Wishing that you was up in here with me Keep them windows up, the vibe sweeter than my car scent But it's a car crash and then my heart is left of that nast' dent Still no regrets and yes, I mean that Perfect couple, know we can never be that No love lost on my young boy Still wish you well, do you believe that? Just need my space to wrap my head around this fucked shit We didn't even get... Fuck it Pass me a glass [Hook: Bibi [Hook: Bibi Bourelly] Sippin' on Dom Pérignon Caught your name, shit Forgot you was gone Cause you've been lying a fucking lot lately This whiskey never lied to me, baby Saturday night live on TV Saturday night life after three Spent my Saturday night trying to leave Cause you've been lying a fucking lot lately Also, I never met another girl like you shit I'm your fucking rider Do ride by you, true shit Talk shit, nigga, do shit Acting like we picture perfect Like we ain't done been through some shit We done been through shit, nigga We got up, don't try to tear me down, down, down, down, down [?] of, we got up We got up for now (Wish you didn't lie to me, baby) Got up, we got up for now We got up for now Don't try to tear me, down, down, down, down, down, down Wish you never lie to me, baby Wish you never lie to me, baby You don't lie to me, baby You shoulda never lied to me, baby