Lyrics Bleachers - Coop

Shawty meet me by the bleachers
I didn't mean for you to be hurt again
But I really need my t-shirt back
Yeah, I really need you back again, I know, yeah

Meet me by the sidelines, whole time, whole time
How did that go? Need a pot of gold at the rainbow
We let it go like a mother-fucking pave low
Let em talk, and I get paid though

Henny in my rock
I can't stop, 'til I get the pot (Pop that)
Bitch, you always like to seem to talk a lot (Talk that)
Bitch, when I talk money
Bitch, I count it up (Count that)
Bitch, I count my money 'til it going up yeah

Shawty wanna fuck me cause I'm going up yeah
Shawty wanna fuck me cause I'm going up yeah
Shawty wouldn't love me cause I'm going up yeah
Shawty wouldn't love me, shawty wouldn't love me

Sacrifice the time that I have wasted
No one really loves you when you make it
People told me, one day just be patient
But I'm sick of always fucking waiting

Shawty meet me by the bleachers
I didn't mean for you to be hurt again
But I really need my t-shirt back
Yeah, I really need you back again, I know

Shawty meet me by the bleachers
I didn't mean for you to be hurt again
But I really need my t-shirt back
Yeah, I really need you back again, I know I know I know