"wyd" lyrics
PlaqueBoyMax & Bryson Tiller Lyrics
What you doing, bae?
Know you out of town, so what you doing, bae?
Send me a picture, man, I really miss your face
Had to call your phone, I really miss your voice
Bae, I really love it when you say my name
We ain't never locked in 'cause you playing games, playing games, yeah, you playing games
I can never tell you how I really feel
I can never love you how I really should
We ain't really texting, hope you're doing well
Send me a picture, man, I really miss your face
Had to call your phone, I really miss your voice
Bae, I really love it when you say my name
We ain't never locked in 'cause you playing games, playing games, yeah, you playing games
Stacked voicemails, fucking call logs
Meanwhile, you posting on the 'Gram, I had to log off
Used to put me on the 'Gram, but you took 'em all off
Hoes on my body, but I shook 'em all off
What you doing, bae? I'm tryna pull up, call off
Fuck the brand trip, I'm tryna book your call off
Yeah, babe, hundred fucking ways I can say it, babe, yeah
Yeah, great while it lasted, it's over now
See you moved on, is it over now?
See you moved on, is it over now?
Need to move on, I don't want to now
I think I need a five-piece on my side
Start to drink until the sun goes down
And it may seem fun for now
But when it's all said and done, I'll be texting you up like
So what you doing, bae? Know you out of town, so what you doing, bae?
Texting you
Send me a picture, man, I really miss your face
Texting you
Had to call your phone, I really miss your voice
Babe
Bae, I really love it when you say my name
We ain't never locked in 'cause you playing games, playing games, yeah, you playing games
Oh, yeah
I can never tell you how I really feel
I can never love you how I really should
We ain't really texting, hope you're doing well
Send me a picture, man, I really miss your face
Texting you
Had to call your phone, I really miss your voice
Texting you, babe
Bae, I really love it when you say my name
We ain't never locked in 'cause you playing games, playing games, yeah, you playing games
Prince
Baby, can you teach me how to love?
I swear I did the best, but I still know it's not enough
I can't get out my head 'cause I don't know if you're the one
But why you had to block me? I still wanna know what's up
Let's take a trip to Turks, I wanna show you how to live
You'll see that I could treat you how I always should've did
And you don't gotta tell me 'cause I know how it get
But after I send that text, you need to know I wanna speak
Remember when you pulled up to my show and then you stayed the night?
Then it blew up in my face, you knew I was telling lies
I just wanna see you, bae, why this gotta be goodbye?
You don't gotta say it, bae, you know that I can read your mind
And I know we don't text no more, but please just tell me what you're doing, bae
Tell me what you're doing, bae, tell me what you're doing, bae
Tell me what you're doing, bae, tell me what you're doing, bae
Know you out of town, so what you doing, bae?
Send me a picture, man, I really miss your face
Had to call your phone, I really miss your voice
Bae, I really love it when you say my name
We ain't never locked in 'cause you playing games, playing games, yeah, you playing games
I can never tell you how I really feel
I can never love you how I really should
We ain't really texting, hope you're doing well
Send me a picture, man, I really miss your face
Had to call your phone, I really miss your voice
Bae, I really love it when you say my name
We ain't never locked in 'cause you playing games, playing games, yeah, you playing games
Stacked voicemails, fucking call logs
Meanwhile, you posting on the 'Gram, I had to log off
Used to put me on the 'Gram, but you took 'em all off
Hoes on my body, but I shook 'em all off
What you doing, bae? I'm tryna pull up, call off
Fuck the brand trip, I'm tryna book your call off
Yeah, babe, hundred fucking ways I can say it, babe, yeah
Yeah, great while it lasted, it's over now
See you moved on, is it over now?
See you moved on, is it over now?
Need to move on, I don't want to now
I think I need a five-piece on my side
Start to drink until the sun goes down
And it may seem fun for now
But when it's all said and done, I'll be texting you up like
So what you doing, bae? Know you out of town, so what you doing, bae?
Texting you
Send me a picture, man, I really miss your face
Texting you
Had to call your phone, I really miss your voice
Babe
Bae, I really love it when you say my name
We ain't never locked in 'cause you playing games, playing games, yeah, you playing games
Oh, yeah
I can never tell you how I really feel
I can never love you how I really should
We ain't really texting, hope you're doing well
Send me a picture, man, I really miss your face
Texting you
Had to call your phone, I really miss your voice
Texting you, babe
Bae, I really love it when you say my name
We ain't never locked in 'cause you playing games, playing games, yeah, you playing games
Prince
Baby, can you teach me how to love?
I swear I did the best, but I still know it's not enough
I can't get out my head 'cause I don't know if you're the one
But why you had to block me? I still wanna know what's up
Let's take a trip to Turks, I wanna show you how to live
You'll see that I could treat you how I always should've did
And you don't gotta tell me 'cause I know how it get
But after I send that text, you need to know I wanna speak
Remember when you pulled up to my show and then you stayed the night?
Then it blew up in my face, you knew I was telling lies
I just wanna see you, bae, why this gotta be goodbye?
You don't gotta say it, bae, you know that I can read your mind
And I know we don't text no more, but please just tell me what you're doing, bae
Tell me what you're doing, bae, tell me what you're doing, bae
Tell me what you're doing, bae, tell me what you're doing, bae
Writer(s): Bryson Dujuan Tiller, Elias Cash Reitzfeld, Murphy McCleery, Maxwell Dent, Tony De Abreu
