Misunderstood
Had to call up Megan, tell that hoe, "What's good?"
Cruising down your block
Cruising in your hood
Yeah (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Misunderstood
Yeah

Look who I'm fucking again
We can be more than just friends
Friends without the Benz
I don't know even know what that is
(Friends without the Benz
I don't know even know what that is
Friends without the Benz
I don't know even know what that is
Friends without the Benz (look who I'm fucking again)
I don't know even, I don't even, I don't even)

I can never fall in love with a hoe
So you know I keep it on the low, the low
Kisses and hugs, give me more
Fake love with you, your x's and o's
'Cause lately I been for the streets
Don't want me to love you
They wanna piece of me
We vibing, we riding
So get on top of me, yeah (get on top of me, yeah)
Get on top of me (get on top of me, yeah)

Had to call up Megan, tell that hoe, "What's good?"
Look who I'm fucking again (had to call up Megan, tell that hoe, "What's good?")
Look who I'm fucking again (cruising down your block)
Look who I'm fucking again (cru-cruising in your hood)
(Cruising in your hood)

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Blake Slatkin, Dkyla Paige Woolen, Teo Halm