Obsessed lyrics
by Bella Thorne
[Intro: Kiiara]
Lookin' for my mans, love findin' my mans
Spend a hundred grand, that's a f*ckin' hundred bands
He lookin' at me, he 'bout to get blocked
Blocked like the guy who think he mine, but free not
[Verse 1: Ashley All Day]
f*ck boy shoot his shot, he gettin' blocked like Mutombo
Spend a hundred bands I f*ck it up just for fun though (b*tch)
Swervin' in the Benz, lil' b*tch get a band
All my b*tches, they on ten, and you know they badass tens
F&N with the big di*k, big clip
Got shooters on click click, won't miss (Nope)
Brown paper bag and it's filled with them rubber bands (Cash)
I ain't sweatin' no n*gga, I be coolin' like a fan (Burr)
[Chorus: Kiiara]
Back that on me, keep your distance on me, she could wait for love
You're so foolish, you a fool, you really thought she gave a f*ck
You're so foolish, you-you a fool, you really thought, f*ck
[Verse 2: Ashley All Day]
In the field, no not NFL (Nah)
Chopper get to drummin' like some hi-hats on FL (b*tch)
Watch the Washingtons while I'm chiefin' on an L (Gas)
Servin' all these loads, I'ma need a bigger scale (I'ma need a n*gga scale)
All this bread, no jelly (Nope), pull off in a Chevy (Skrrt)
I'ma go get it b*tch, fetti flowin' steady
Always ready for the plot, still pourin' straight drop
No lease, all bought, lil' dummy, what you thought? (Huh? Huh?)
[Chorus: Kiiara]
Back that on me, keep your distance on me, she could wait for love
You're so foolish, you a fool, you really thought she gave a f*ck
You're so foolish, you-you a fool, you really thought, f*ck