"in my head" lyrics
Got you in my head now
Had four, five drinks then I got you in my bed now (Oh no)
Would've been on my way, but I'm with you instead now (Right here)
Losing yo' focus, but I need you here now
Send shots my way, fuck that, boy, you ain't no saint
When the liquor get pouring, you really start acting your age
Backflip then switch, boy, you don't even mean what you say
Tell me I'm messed up, but how could you blame me?
Look at what you made me
Out of breath
Face blue but I'm seeing red
I was strong, feeling at my best
The thought of you make me second guess
Weighing on me, pressure on me, yeah, I admit I get needy
Got the receipts, soon as I leave, all of a sudden you need me
Babe
I've been up all night feeling so damaged
Maybe I should spend less time with you gettin' caught up
Told myself that I'm through
Then I'm back here with you
Fuck it, give me round two
Love that thing that you do, yeah, yeah
Got you in my head now
Had four, five drinks then I got you in my bed now (Oh no)
Would've been on my way, but I'm with you instead now (Right here)
Losing yo' focus, but I need you here now
Send shots my way, fuck that, boy, you ain't no saint
When the liquor get pouring, you really start acting your age
Backflip then switch, boy, you don't even mean what you say
Tell me I'm messed up, but how could you blame me?
Look at what you made me
We live fast, run it up
Me and my girls run amuck
I touch down, turn it up
You out here looking stuck (Yeah)
I'ma have you pressed lonely all night
Send a drunk text, try to ruin my night
Wish you ain't said it, you gon' regret it
That shit you pulling don't fit my aesthetic
Watch what I do
You've been watching my moves
Watch how I do
Yeah, you know I can't lose
Been calling my phone tryna waste my time
Knowing if I pick up, then it's one more time
What's one more time?
Got you in my head now
Had four, five drinks then I got you in my bed now (Oh no)
Would've been on my way, but I'm with you instead now (Right here)
Losing yo' focus, but I need you here now
Send shots my way, fuck that, boy, you ain't no saint
When the liquor get pouring, you really start acting your age
Backflip then switch, boy, you don't even mean what you say
Tell me I'm messed up, but how could you blame me?
Look at what you made me
Had four, five drinks then I got you in my bed now (Oh no)
Would've been on my way, but I'm with you instead now (Right here)
Losing yo' focus, but I need you here now
Send shots my way, fuck that, boy, you ain't no saint
When the liquor get pouring, you really start acting your age
Backflip then switch, boy, you don't even mean what you say
Tell me I'm messed up, but how could you blame me?
Look at what you made me
Out of breath
Face blue but I'm seeing red
I was strong, feeling at my best
The thought of you make me second guess
Weighing on me, pressure on me, yeah, I admit I get needy
Got the receipts, soon as I leave, all of a sudden you need me
Babe
I've been up all night feeling so damaged
Maybe I should spend less time with you gettin' caught up
Told myself that I'm through
Then I'm back here with you
Fuck it, give me round two
Love that thing that you do, yeah, yeah
Got you in my head now
Had four, five drinks then I got you in my bed now (Oh no)
Would've been on my way, but I'm with you instead now (Right here)
Losing yo' focus, but I need you here now
Send shots my way, fuck that, boy, you ain't no saint
When the liquor get pouring, you really start acting your age
Backflip then switch, boy, you don't even mean what you say
Tell me I'm messed up, but how could you blame me?
Look at what you made me
We live fast, run it up
Me and my girls run amuck
I touch down, turn it up
You out here looking stuck (Yeah)
I'ma have you pressed lonely all night
Send a drunk text, try to ruin my night
Wish you ain't said it, you gon' regret it
That shit you pulling don't fit my aesthetic
Watch what I do
You've been watching my moves
Watch how I do
Yeah, you know I can't lose
Been calling my phone tryna waste my time
Knowing if I pick up, then it's one more time
What's one more time?
Got you in my head now
Had four, five drinks then I got you in my bed now (Oh no)
Would've been on my way, but I'm with you instead now (Right here)
Losing yo' focus, but I need you here now
Send shots my way, fuck that, boy, you ain't no saint
When the liquor get pouring, you really start acting your age
Backflip then switch, boy, you don't even mean what you say
Tell me I'm messed up, but how could you blame me?
Look at what you made me
Writer(s): Dylan Graham, Charles Charron, John Maxwell, Budhi Ng, Thuy Tran
