NO RECEPTION Songtext
von Saweetie

I got my word from Marco
Hello? I can′t hear you
But can you hear me?

I been out the way, so you know
Here's just a lil′ update


I been laying low for the last nine months
Yeah, s- got sticky, yeah, I appreciate the love
Dark times
But now I know who I can trust
If you ain't hit me when you see me
Don't be askin′ for a hug
That′s a dub
Only time you showin' love is when you gotta cut
Leechin′ off my name, it cut deep when it's your blood
I been at the studio while y′all been havin' fun
Took a step back to come back as the one
Learnin′ lessons, been descendin'
My vibe too high, ain't gettin′ no reception
Yeah, no reception
Vibes too high, I ain′t gettin' reception

Been some time since we spent some time
Forever on your mind
Used to talkin′ 'bout what happened
You should tap me on your spine
So when ′em- kiss your back
They reminded that it's mine
Still the baddest in the game and I ain′t even in my prime
If you want me to apologise, I'll apologise
I thought I made it clear, I wasn't tryna be your wifey
Y′all should know that I ain′t playin'
When I said I gotta type
Sneaky links to Bora Bora, daddy, we could roll the dice

Takin′ private flights
You love it when I treat you right
I love it when you make it swipe
I'll suck it when the time is right


CEO status, in another bracket
I remember days when I only have a mattress
Eatin′ peanut-butter sandwich
Man, I ain't have it
Thought the money′d make me better
It was makin' bad habits
Say they soft-
Therapy, every week, a bottle, and some sex
Fit the boxes, I shop in alcoholic
When you gettin' big money, everybody start to change
Wipe my tears with some hunnids
That′s some rich- pain

They callin′ me Khaleesi, 'cause I′m movin' like a queen
Said you was a king, it ain′t really what you mean
Always tryna make a scene, playin' victim
Got you lookin′ like a softie
I need a Ned Stark, yeah, you- is some Jofferys

Hahahahaha
Bratty-ass-, always throwin' tantrums
I can't stand ′em, hm-hm
Before I, aye, look

Before I eat my food, yeah, I gotta say my grace
Gotta keep the balance when a lot is on my plate
Yeah, your body lookin′ good
But your brain is outta shape
I been clearin' out my shelves, when my body made of tape
I′m a baddie when I'm bald, I′m a baddie with a lace
Switchin' up the vibe, it′s dependent on the day
Icey Gang know I love 'em, here's a lil′ update
I appreciate the patience, P.B.M. is on the way

Pretty b- music
*I′m sorry but the person you called has a
Voicemail box that has not been set up yet*
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