Don’t - Bryson Tiller ft. Bryson Tiller

Don't, don't play with her, don't be dishonest (Ayy)

Still not understandin' this logic (Ayy)

I'm back and I'm better (And I'm better)

I want you bad as ever

Don't let me just let up

I wanna 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 him, 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 killin' the vibe

Gotta be sick of this guy

Pull up, skrr, get in the ride

Left hand is steerin' the other is grippin' your thigh

Light up a spliff and get high

Shawty, you deserve what you've been missin'

Lookin' at you I'm thinkin' he must be trippin'

Play this song for him, tell him, "Just listen"

Don't

Don't

Girl, said he keeps on playin' games

And his lovin' ain't the same

I don't know what to say, 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 switchin' lanes

And that thing 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 feelin' this way

Givin' you the world, baby, when you get space

Pen game get me laid, baby, that's penetrate

Oh baby

Don't

H-Town got a nigga so throwed

Pour up, we can party some more

Yeah, got this drank in my cup

Got a young nigga feelin' so throwed

Spit fire in a world so cold

Young money got a nigga feelin' old

Spit fire in a world so cold

H-Town got me feelin' so throwed

H-Town got me feelin' so throwed

Ride paint and we sip 'til we fold

H-Town got me feelin' so throwed

Spit fire in a world so cold

H-Town got a nigga so throwed

Don't