eclipse Lyrics

Eight o'clock

On the dot

And your phone starts going off

What is this

I don't know

I don't wanna see it

Who's this bitch

On your phone

Why you texting other hoes

You done gave me

No choice

I had to believe it

But now you call me crying, making up excuses

And I don't wanna hear it, take it to your new bitch

Yeah

We had what we had

But you're done

Fucked it up

And you know

There's no going back

Well it's safest to say (to say)

Imma have to let you go your own way

Go ahead and go

Back to the streets

Find you a little sneaky link

I don't give a fuck

Cuz it's a little too late (too late)

Never really liked your ass anyways

So go ahead and go

You had your fun

Now I know you ain't the one

Time to take a bow

Don't wait up,

Bet that imma be on my worst behavior

See ya later baby don't wait up

Bet that imma be on my (on my)

See ya later baby don't wait up

Bet that imma be on my worst behavior

See ya later baby don't wait up

Bet that imma be on my (on my)