Pi'erre Bourne - Shorty Diary

Yeah, Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh (ayy)

Yeah, Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh (ayy)

Yeah, Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh (yeah)
Oh-oh (ayy)

Yeah, Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh (yeah)
Oh-oh (ayy)

She say she got a stalker
Yeah her ex be stalking her (yeah)
She say she uncomfortable
You'll feel safe right over here (yeah)

She be on the runway
I told her, "Let's run away" (ayy, ayy)
Say she hate her father
She be crying yeah on Father's Day
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She don't wanna fall too hard
'Cause most times it go to waste
(Yeah, yeah)
She know I'm not far
But she like that's to much space
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Like she talking to a brick wall
I don't hear a thing
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I know her friends getting pissed off
They been throwing shade
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Diamonds shining when it's nightfall
Girl, put on your shades
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Her best friend she let her down bad
They was tight like braids
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Her best friend she let her down bad
Knew her since third grade
(Yeah, ayy)
Her best friend she let her down bad
Had no place to stay
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Fucking you when you get mad
You like, "This a mistake"
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Tripping 'bout all the hoes in my past
Tryna ruin my day
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Two shots in, ayy
She don't want no gin, ayy ayy
Fuck this bitch
Now she crying in her Benz (yeah, hey)
With her friends
'Cause she tripping 'bout her man (yeah, hey)
Seen his phone
Now she tryna get revenge

Two shots in, ayy
She don't want no gin, ayy ayy
Fuck this bitch
Now she crying in her Benz (yeah, hey)
With her friends
'Cause she tripping 'bout her man (yeah, hey)
Seen his phone
Now she tryna get revenge

She gon' drive a fucking hour
Where I live
She was arguing for hours
When she dipped
She don't wanna worry about him (yeah)
She gon' hit me when she tryna just forget

Girl, what's good with you? (Ayy)
I'm just tryna pull up get some food with you (ayy, ayy)
I swear it feel cool with you (ayy, ayy)
Girl, I swear it feel cool with you (yeah, ayy)

Bougie lil' bitch (yeah, hey, ayy)
You need a lil hood in you
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Girl, what's good with you? (Hey)
I'm just tryna pull up get some food with you (yeah, ayy)

I swear it feel cool with you (ayy)
I swear it feel (hey)
I swear it feel (hey)
I swear it feel cool with you (ayy)
I swear it feel (hey)
I swear it feel (ayy)
I swear it feel cool with you

Mm, yeah
Mm, yeah, oh-oh (ayy)
Mm, yeah, oh-oh (ayy)

Yeah, oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh (hey)

Written by:
Pi'erre Bourne

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