Posed to Be in Love

Blowing up the phone, know she see me calling her I whip up in the drive way she done packed up all my stuff And I'm like what the fuck, can't even talk to her Ain't gone lie this p***y good, it make me feel like stalking her We supposed to be in love, we supposed to be in love We supposed to be in love, 'til it ain't no breaking up We supposed to be in love, 'til it ain't no breaking up Any way that we can talk about it, it ain't no walking out We 'posed to be in love Any way that we can talk about it, it ain't no walking out We 'posed to be in love Any way that we can talk about it, it ain't no walking out We 'posed to be in love How the fuck is you, why the fuck is you falling all in ya feelings? No understanding I'm ignorant, you gon' prolly say that I'm trippin' Throw the left hand, you duck that one, this right bitch won't miss ya Beat a bitch like Chris Brown, go back to jail, no quitting No surrender, no retreat, park the whip, hop out on feet Me and her brother jug together, he bet not get in my business This shit serious, if you with it, shit get injured did I mention How I'm rockin, you gon' pop me or it's back to penitentiary Blowing up the phone, know she see me calling her I whip up in the drive way she done packed up all my stuff And I'm like what the fuck, can't even talk to her Ain't gone lie this p***y good, it make me feel like stalking her (turn up) We supposed to be in love, we supposed to be in love We supposed to be in love, 'til it ain't no breaking up We supposed to be in love, 'til it ain't no breaking up Any way that we can talk about it, it ain't no walking out We 'posed to be in love Any way that we can talk about it, it ain't no walking out We 'posed to be in love Any way that we can talk about it, it ain't no walking out We 'posed to be in love Hop up out the shower, you got louder, I bow bow you. Rip the gown you, head around you Threw you down, smelled ya flounder If you jizz it, dick it down, I would've toilet water drowned you Know my heart is pounding, I don't talk around a lot of niggas I don't know I don't know oh, blowing up ya mama like "Mama we having problem" Passing by yo house like come outside before it get violent Lights off, mask on, silent (shh) --- Posed to Be in Love - Kevin Gates