FLiP - Drunk Texts lyrics

[Hook: OZ Summers]x2 Drunk Texts We do this sh** religiously Phone is like a Bible I just pray that it would speak to me And we don't miss each other we don't want it back But nostalgia is the only friend we ever had [Verse 1: OZ Summers] Bottles like an hourgla** Only Eleven Thirty Tickin' past the minutes think I'm runnin' out of sand Looking through the messages, conversations with lots of blue, yea Well maybe I'm just wonderin' where you're at (yea yea yea) This isn't time for hurt feelings Let us get away You only put the bottle down when pickin' up the blaze Now we drownin' in each other like we strolling through the rain Crosses on my heart and now I'm picking up the blade (yea yea yea) Ties severed Think I'm past the days of no effort Probably say I love you but I think you know better Fabricated relationships Speaking two different languages Struggle to know what faithful is Know that we both met her, yea (yea yea yea) Think I only need one night But you don't wanna fall again, no I don't wanna hit red light, no I don't want that "Let's be friends" (yea yea yea) [Hook:OZ Summers]x2 Drunk Texts We do this sh** religiously (yea) Phone is like a Bible I just pray that it would speak to me (yea x3) And we don't miss each other we don't want it back (yea) But nostalgia is the only friend we ever had (yea x3) [Interlude: OZ Summers] Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea [Verse 2: OZ Summers] I just want you once, he's tryna hold you down Why you lookin' at me different, like you loyal now? But tonight, your boyfriend he can rest in peace Cigar smoke and the Hennessy I know you've got the remedy To broken hearts, to broken homes Roll it up and take a toke Sticks and stones can't break my bones When I'm off the green and good liquor Drunken escapade I come with ya If you go today I'm gon' miss ya Maybe even more than my liver But I'd never admit it I don't even know my limit I'll let you come first, what a gentleman Drink's light brown like your melanin I don't even know if you gon' 'member this But if your man come through, don't you let him in, no no [Hook:OZ Summers]x2 Drunk Texts We do this sh** religiously (yea) Phone is like a Bible I just pray that it would speak to me (yea x3) And we don't miss each other we don't want it back (yea) But nostalgia is the only friend we ever had (yea x3)