Self Control - Trisha Paytas

I’ve been hearing 'round

My name is falling out your mouth, baby

(Mmm, mmm, yeah, mmm, mmm, yeah)

If you can hear me now

I don’t need a sorry, boy, save it

(Mmm, mmm, yeah, mmm, mmm, yeah)

You ain’t been on my mind, boy (Boy)

You’ve been crossing lines lately

(Ooh, ooh, yeah, ooh, ooh, yeah)

So, now you’re gonna get what you wanted, I’ma go crazy

This is what you wanted, so you got it

You just won’t let this go

So, baby say what you gonna say

Why you came to play?

Is that your mouth running?

Or what?

Now, you’re gonna front

Like you didn’t come to tell me something

Get out, before I get loud

I ain’t going down over your loving

Boy, you’re so predictable

You should have some self control

Who do you think you are living large off of my feelings?

(Ooh, ooh, yeah, ooh, ooh, yeah)

How do you sleep at night?

(Night)

Staring at a blank ceiling

(Ooh, ooh, yeah) Oh, yeah, yeah

(Ooh, ooh, yeah) Oh, yeah, yeah

This is what you wanted, so you got it

You just won’t let this go

So, baby say what you gonna say

Why you came to play?

Is that your mouth running?

Or what?

Now, you’re gonna front

Like you didn’t come to tell me something

Get out, before I get loud

I ain’t going down over your loving

Boy, you’re so predictable

You should have some self control

Say, say, what you gonna say

Why you came to play?

Is that your mouth running?

Or what?

Now you’re gonna front

Like you didn’t come to tell me something

Get out, before I get loud

I ain’t going down over your loving

Boy, you’re so predictable

You should have some self control

Yeah, ah-ah, self control

Yeah, ah-ah

Show me something I ain’t never seen before

Played me for a fool, but you can’t no more

So, baby say what you gonna say

Why you came to play?

Is that your mouth running?

Or what?

Now, you’re gonna front

Like you didn’t come to tell me something

Get out, before I get loud

I ain’t going down over your loving

Boy, you’re so predictable

You should have some self control

Say, say, what you gonna to say

Why you came to play?

Is that your mouth running?

Or what?

Now you’re gonna front (Now you’re gonna front)

Like you didn’t come to tell me something

Get out, before I get loud

I ain’t going down over your loving

Boy, you’re so predictable

You should have some self control

Bam