Don't lyrics

Don't

Don't play with her, don't be dishonest

Still not understanding this logic

Aye, I'm back and I'm better

I want you bad as ever

Don't let me just let up

I want to give you better

Baby it's whatever

Somebody gotta step up

Girl I'm that somebody

So I'm next up

Be damned if I let him catch up

It's easy to see that you're fed up

I am on a whole 'nother level

Girl he only fucked you over cause you let him

Fuck em girl I guess he didn't know any better

Girl that man didn't show any effort

Do all I can just to show you you're special

Certain it's your love that holds me together

Lately you say he been killing the vibe

Gotta be sick of this guy

Pull up, skurt

Get in the ride

Left hand is steering the other is gripping your thigh

Light up a spliff and get high

Shawty you deserve what you been missing

Looking at you I'm thinking he must be tripping

Play this song for him tell him just listen

Don't

(Play this song for him...)

Don't

Girl, said he keeps on playing games and his loving ain't the same

I don't know what to say-ay but

What a shame

If you were mine you would not get the same

If you were mine you would top everything

Suicide in the drop switching lanes

And that thang so fire baby no propane

Got good pussy girl can I be frank

To keep it 100 girl I ain't no saint

But he the only reason that I'm feeling this way

Giving you the world baby when you get space

Pen game get me laid, baby that's penetrate

Oh baby

Don't

(Ey)

H-Town got a nigga so throwed

Po' up we can party some mo'

Yeah got this drink in my cup

Got a young nigga feeling so throwed

Spit fire and the world so cold

Young money got a nigga feeling old

Spit fire and the world so cold

H-Town got me feeling so throwed

H-Town got me feeling so throwed

Raw paint in the sip can it fold

H-Town got me feeling so throwed

Spit fire and the world so cold

H-Town got a nigga so throwed

(Play this song for em...)

Don't

• Artist:Bryson Tiller
• Album:Trapsoul (2015)