Don't Tell Nobody

[Chorus: Jeremih] Baby don't tell nobody Yeah I know what your saying is the truth Baby don't tell nobody Don't front me off in front of company You know we could work that out Maybe we should work that Maybe we should work that out You know we could work that Baby don't tell nobody Don't front me off in front of company [Verse 1: Tink] I just text yo phone like 30 something times in a row You ain't gotta lie cause it's going on 5 And if you ain't in my bed then you laying with a ho So fuck that love shit I don't feel none of that, like I'm numb to the pain Said I'm done with the game but I'm still here running back Cause I already know your lingo You talk to these hoes like you're single You know you really love pulling fast ones Cheat, come home and act dumb Pussy nigga, pussy nigga, listen nigga, I see shit Even when you ain't in sight I just hold it in like it's pitching time I've been holding back for a long while Just hoping soon it'll turn around but How can I word this? You ain't been perfect Tell me you working it Your phone losing service And now I'm here thinking like "This nigga tweakin" You sorry, pathetic and far from authentic You liar, you fronter, you just like these other niggas As much as I hate you, I still wanna date you You better just hope I don't [Chorus] [Verse 2: Tink] I'm sick of this keep it on the DL shit You say you with the bros when you out with a bitch You say you at the crib when you leaving her place I pull up to ya crib and you lie to my face He like "baby you my all and all I was in the bathroom when I missed ya call" Nah you was in the backseat sweating like a athlete Doing everything that you said you wouldn't But I ain't gon' trip on a weak ass nigga I'ma just find me a nigga much bigger I'ma just do the same shit that you do when I'm not up in the room Yeah baby let's think I'mma text Bryan, Facetime Ryan Call up Keenan, tell 'em I need him Niggas ain't loyal, and I knew from the jump When you showed me the ropes that I wouldn't never have trust for you You creepin, I'm leavin, you call me, I pick up, I hang up You text me, "Let's link up" Then I just say fuck it then we end up fucking And you start up something I said I was done with Then It all repeats in the next 2 weeks I'll be back on the same i'm done shit If they only knew that id rather be loose Man i'm tempted but i ain't gon' [Chorus] [Verse 3: Jeremih] Oh ooohh When I'm right there the night gets better Oh ooohh You must admit we want together Cause you don't talk that shit when I give you gas money 5 star chick baby when yo ass hungry Good weed good dick Girl you get it all from me Plenty secrets of you and your world Even me and you and your girls [Chorus]