Why you be trippin' up? You say my love's a drug Check into rehab About time you see that I don't do politics Really don't care 'bout it Honestly, baby That shit is shady I don't mean to be rude But it ain't me, baby, it's you I wish you could call the truth You just too crazy Flip my cards up, there's no we Spell it out like ABC I ain't yours, don't call on me, no So loco gotta let go Loco gotta let go Loco gotta let go Loco gotta let go So loco gotta let go Why you still call me up? You text in hope we fuck Honestly, baby That shit's too basic I don't need a boy to be flexin', no Go back to your ex, should be texting her Oh love, oh love, oh love Straight up, straight up, straight up And I left hands up, there's no ring Spell it out like ABC I ain't yours, don't call on me, no So loco gotta let go Loco gotta let go Loco gotta let go Loco gotta let go So loco gotta let go It's been real nice Couple of times hanging out in the backyard Talking shit, smoking green We got a bed, but we don't sleep It's been real nice Couple of times, but you're taking it too far Boy, you better back down Back down, say: Loco gotta let go Loco gotta let go Loco gotta let go Loco gotta let go So loco gotta let go