Young Club & Kylynn - Go Back Home

I don't even wanna go back home baby…
Shawty she told me she rolling
She don't wanna go back home
She don't really care where we going
As long as we going, gone
And I tried to leave her alone, shit, but I couldn't leave her alone
I got her out of her zone, she don't even answer the phone
When we together, I tell her that's not what I'm on, damn
But it's whatever
I should have knew better
The moment she told me the password to her phone, damn
He last man was my clone, damn
I took her up to a new level like a drone
She never seen this before, damn
She tryna creep on the low, damn
Hop in my shuttle, we taking off
Ride with a nigga, you know it's no looking behind
We'll never run out of money, or run out of love
Cause I'll always be running your mind
Shorty a Scorpio, she like to freak with a nigga
I like when she arching her spine
She always think bout a nigga when I'm out on tour
She always be hitting my line
And shorty she always be on
Victoria Secret her thong
Shorty Hispanic, and she speak in Spanish
But she speak in tongues when I give her the bone
She moaning melodies, she hitting high notes to every one of my favorite songs
Told her said fuck it it's Cali
Just pack up a bag and come get in the whip and we gone
Fuck it we going

Written by:
Kylynn Fannin, Sean Greaten

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