jamaica Lyrics

I hope you've been having fun in Jamaica

There's a glow on your skin and your make up

I've still been at home

Can't help but wonder

Who touchin your lips when you wake up

But I watched your friends' stories I stayed up

It's getting unhealthy for me

But girl don't treat me like I'm sick

I can't help I'm in love with you that shit just stealthy to me

Look who you made me

Actually I take that back nobody make me

Bitch are you crazy?

You still tryna chase me huh?

But you know who I'm takin home

All of the years we put in

All of the tears we put out

How we switchin the gears to be friends?

I was switchin the gears in the benz

Now I'm here in advance, in case that I fall behind

When it hurts you can't fall to mine

I'll turn into Columbine

I'll shoot up the club girl you don't wanna call on mine

I've been too hard to find

DND all the time

It gives you anxiety I know you can't breathe cuz your heart is mine

Your heart is still mine

Mine, mmm

Hope you're still having fun in Jamaica

Your skin is still glowing

Your skin and your make up

Frada Obama

Ima still make them commas

Get the crib for my mama

Na na na na na na

And I'll be okay

You still thinkin bout me, huh?

I can relate

I've just been thinking bout me and myself and I

You're prolly still thinking that's selfish huh

Am I the only one loving myself or not?

The less that you tell me it tells a lot

I'd rather you tell me than tell a lie

You were living your dreams cuz I was selling mine

Why you buyin that shit?

Girl you look good while you biting that lip

I spaceshipped the coupe I can't call it a whip

You need space here from who?

You callin it quits?

I think I'm projecting, huh?

But you not a top pick

Welcome to draft day

Where yo bitch is projected

Ain't no feelings protected

Where the sympathy left at?

All them niggas they laughed at

But now they givin out lap dances

But they can't make they bag dance

Anyways, hope you enjoying Jamaica

See the glow on your skin

See the glow on your skin ohh