paroles de chanson ANKLES (feat. Rico Nasty & Melii) - Jessie Reyez , Rico Nasty , Melii

Yeah
Right here?

Fight just to fuck, just to fight again
World War III justified in bed
Mess me up, now we ain't even friends
But the truth is I'm kind of tired of

Pretending that I was the guilty one
I wasn't feeling up no one but you, yeah
Lessons that I just can't seem to learn
I never thought you'd leave me two for two
Again

Lights out, strike out, I doubt
You'll ever find anyone
These bitches can't measure up, no
Lights out, strike out, I doubt
You'll ever find anyone
These bitches can't measure up
To my ankles
Levels? (Nah) Levels? (Nah)
Ankles
These bitches don't make it to my ankles
Levels? (Nah) Levels? (Nah)
Ankles

Strippers and liquor and cigarettes
Apologize, but your Twitter said, "No regrets"
I'd kill for a mute button in my head
You are right, but I'm tired of

Pretending that I was the guilty one
I wasn't feeling up no one but you, yeah
Lessons that I just can't seem to learn
I never thought you'd leave me two for two
Again

Lights out, strike out, I doubt
You'll ever find anyone
These bitches can't measure up (Yah)
Lights out, strike out, I doubt
You'll ever find anyone
These bitches can't measure up
To my ankles (period)
Levels? (Nah) Levels? (Nah)
Ankles (no, they don't)
These bitches don't make it to my ankles
(Nah, nah, nah)
Levels? (Nah) Levels? (Nah)
Ankles

Why's it always me that gotta feel bad? (Bad, bad)
You left me in a heartbeat, quick, fast (fast, fast)
Couldn't handle me in the quicksand
But you want me to hold you down like a kickstand? (Huh?)
Fuck you and whoever (whoever)
I know that I'm better (better), shout at me whenever (yeah)
You show her the truth (truth, truth), must suck to be you
You can't be as selfish 'cause she won't be amused

You can't do right 'cause the bitch left you (woah)
And it's crazy 'cause
You had me lookin' crazier than crazy does (huh?)
It will never go back to the way it was
She's not on my level, you could've done better
She wanna get under my skin, but-
I never could let her (yeah, yeah, yeah, woah)
I'm fly as a feather, baby, it's levels
Baby, it's levels (ha)

Lights out, strike out, I doubt
You'll ever find anyone
These bitches can't measure up (yah)
Lights out, strike out, I doubt
You'll ever find anyone
These bitches can't measure up (these bitches can't measure up)
To my ankles
Levels? (Nah) Levels? (Nah)
Ankles
These bitches don't make it to my ankles (nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
Levels? (Nah) Levels? (Nah)
Ankles

Oh my God, this your bitch?
Oh my God, you make me sick
'Cause I'm mad trouble, dripping in money
And thick but I'm back on my shit
Know that she doesn't ride it like I used to ride it
That dick so hypnotic, that pussy psychotic
Feast on it, baby, like body-to-body (yeah, yeah, yeah)

The way that I do it compare to nobody
Esa, esa niña ni ma da por los tobillos (Jesús)
Tú sabes la pongo bien sencillo
Saying lights out, lights out
I doubt you'll find anyone to measure up to me, boy

Lights out, strike out, I doubt
You'll ever find anyone
These bitches can't measure up (yah)
Lights out, strike out, I doubt
You'll ever find anyone
These bitches can't measure up
To my ankles (period)
Levels? (Nah) Levels? (Nah)
To my ankles (no, they don't)
These bitches don't make it to my ankles (nah, nah, nah)
Levels? (Nah) Levels? (Nah)
Ankles

Two feet, you're shallow
Too real, I know too well
Backwoods, you high
Backwards, two feet
Shallow, too real
I know two steps
Backwoods, you high
Backwards