Hunxho Brainstorming Lyrics

[Chorus]
Like why the hell you trippin'? That shit blowin' me
You see I'm recordin', brainstorming
That shit ain't normal
If you know it f*ck me up, why you be doin' it?
Why you be doin' that, girl, why you be doin' it?
I'm on the phone with you
You know when I get off the road, I'm comin' home with you, oh yeah
And every time the phone hang up, like girl, you know I'll call back
Don't let these other bitches come between us like it's all bad
It been all good, and it been all love
That is not my bitch or my lil' girl, we not f*ckin'
That is not my bitch or my lil' girl, she not nothin'
She talkin' 'bout me on Twitter but you be with me in public
How that feel? Yeah
Block her if it bother you, know that's real
You f*ckin' up my head with that shit, just chill
You f*ckin' up my head, I might need Advil
[Post-Chorus]
And I'm like, "Ah yeah, shut the f*ck up"
Ah yeah, I don't want her
Ah yeah, she ain't on nothin'
Ah yeah, I don't know her, oh no, no

[Verse]
And I know you not crazy
Don't worry 'bout other bitches who ain't havin' my babies
They all want your spot
And when I love you, just know you all that I got
Only problem I got with you is being a thot and that shit f*cked up
I'm still young and I ain't done so I might f*ck up You still young and you ain't done so you gon' f*ck off
And I ain't tryna hear that shit, so shut the f*ck up, oh

[Chorus]
Like why the hell you trippin'? That shit blowin' me
You see I'm recordin', brainstorming
That shit ain't normal
If you know it f*ck me up, why you be doin' it?
Why you be doin' that, girl, why you be doin' it?
I'm on the phone with you
You know when I get off the road, I'm comin' home with you, oh yeah
And every time the phone hang up, like girl, you know I'll call back
Don't let these other bitches come between us like it's all bad
It been all good, and it been all love
That is not my bitch or my lil' girl, we not f*ckin'
That is not my bitch or my lil' girl, she not nothin'
She talkin' 'bout me on Twitter but you be with me in public
How that feel? Yeah
Block her if it bother you, know that's real
You f*ckin' up my head with that shit, just chill
You f*ckin' up my head, I might need Advil
[Post-Chorus]
And I'm like, "Baby, shut the f*ck up"
Baby, I don't want her
Baby, I don't know her
Baby, she ain't on nothing, oh no, no
And I'm like, "Baby, I don't know her"
Baby, I don't want her
Baby, baby, she ain't on nothing, oh no, no
Oh no, no