Bryan-Michael Cox - Don't (WSTRN Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Bryson Tiller] Don't, don't play with her, don't be dishonest (Aye) Still not understandin' this logic (Aye) 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 f**ed you over 'cos you let him f** 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 k**in' 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 Shorty, 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" [Hook: Bryson Tiller] Don't Don't [Verse 2: Haile] West side (I'm just in my zone) Haile what you thinking, man, you tryna mess her head up? (tryna mess her head up, yeah) Tryna make excuses to make yourself feel better, yeah Well I'm back like I never left I want you bad as ever You get me high, my eyes are redder We just in the zone ah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah Girl just hear me out Trust me, word, he ain't bout that life Don't let this brother gas you up with all of these lies Light up my night and we shine Shorty, you deserve what you been missin' I'm thinkin' you don't even know what you're missin' Play this song for him, tell him, "Just listen", yeah [Hook] Don't Don't [Verse 3: Akelle] Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Wait, wait, hold up, hold up Baby just jump in my ride I'll show you how to have a good time out now Forget that other guy, I wrote this song for you to play to him Couple things that you should say to him, yeah It's up to you now, but you're acting like you don't know what to do (oh-oh-oh) Please, he's a eediat (fool) Post a pic of me and you, let him see that (cool) Let him see that I let you wear my j**els out Said he wants to beef, man, them man ah haffi cool out [Hook] Don't Don't [Verse 4: Louis Rei] Aha, wait, wait hold up Don't you see me belling your blower Show up, show off, you know us Speak in a tone that's lower, low and behold Know that I told you to come over, hop in the ride That's right, roll out Left side, stroll with me baby Cause I know you wanna roll with me So why don't we? You should let go, no we ain't [?] [Outro: King Vory] H-Town got a n***a so throwed Pour up, we can party some more Yeah, got this drank in my cup Got a young n***a feelin' so throwed Spit fire in a world so cold Young money got a n***a feelin' old H-Town got a n***a so throwed (Play this song for him, tell him "Just listen") [Hook] Don't