A couple bitches numbers, they won't stop calling me They probably think I'm balling, they probably think I'm balling All these different numbers, they won't stop calling me I know that they want something, I know that they want something from me She wants some apples and almond butter, I give it to her She got what she wanted and it was what she deserved I take her to dinner then bring her home for desert In picture she's perfect, even better in person I swear to God, I'll get under the surface She's feeling my nerves, I think I'm making her nervous I swear to God, she might be perfect She could be perfect The last one is a memory The other one's a enemy I don't know why she still calls I don't know why she messaged me A couple bitches numbers, they won't stop calling me They probably think I'm balling, they probably think I'm balling All these different numbers, they won't stop calling me I know that they want something, I know that they want something from me I hate to make assumptions But I know you want something Like tickets for your cousin Put this up in your stomach for me If I said it you read it, you saw it, I can't deny There's too many messages I don't wanna reply And it's been a minute and you're just trying to say hi But I don't have time, you know my schedule's tight I swear to God, I'm going out of my mind I'm just trying to survive, I'm running low on supplies I swear to God, you lowen my high (hello) But I can't say I'm surprised Pray to God The last one is a memory The other one's a enemy I don't know why she still calls I don't know why she messaged me A couple bitches numbers, they won't stop calling me They probably think I'm balling, they probably think I'm balling All these different numbers, they won't stop calling me I know that they want something, I know that they want something from me All these bitches numbers, they won't stop calling I know they think I'm balling, they probably think I'm balling (Hello) (Hello) (Hello)