歌词
作词 : Christopher Lund Nissen/Brandon Beal/Fridolin Nordsø/Frederik Nordsø
作曲 : Christopher Lund Nissen/Brandon Beal/Fridolin Nordsø/Frederik Nordsø
Written by：Brandon Beal/Frederik Nordsø/Fridolin Nordsø/Christopher Lund Nissen
When I see you now
I crack a smile uh girl
You don't even see the bigger picture
Still acting like a child
Wilding out uh girl
That's the reason why I ain't with ya
Now you want me
But can't get it back
All on me
Can't get it back
Girl trust me
Ain't no getting back with you
Now you looking like
Had a heart attack
Tryna get it right
That's too bad
You should find your way to the exit
Don't let the door hit ya
Don't let don't let it hit ya
On the way out oh oh
Don't let don't let it hit ya
Don't let the door hit ya
Don't let don't let it hit ya
On the way out oh oh
Don't let don't let it hit ya
I see from miles away your so afraid
Of who you are
That's why you act like your the victim
You love to play the game
What a shame
Cause you lost
Now you gotta look yourself in the mirror
Now you want me
But can't get it back
All on me
Can't get it back
Girl trust me
Ain't no getting back with you
Now you looking like
Had a heart attack
Tryna get it right
That's too bad
You should find your way to the exit
Don't let the door hit ya
Don't let don't let it hit ya
On the way out oh oh
Don't let don't let it hit ya
Don't let the door hit ya
Don't let don't let it hit ya
On the way out oh oh
Don't let don't let it hit ya
Don't let the door hit ya
Don't let the door hit ya
Where the lord split ya
Don't let your new man think that he the shit
Cause everybody know I'm the shit
And the pockets only getting bigger
Quit acting like you independent
You about as lonely as a single digit
Who you think you fooling
Who you think you kidding acting like your p worth a million
Nope I be on the next nigga
You was just another check ogg the hecklist
Matter fact you ain't even make my ex list
**** all you made was an exit
Basquiat can you get the picture
Of how I ain't ****ing with ya
Let me say it just a little clearer nigga
Don't let the door hit ya
Don't let don't let it hit ya
On the way out oh oh
Don't let don't let it hit ya
Don't let the door hit ya
Don't let don't let it hit ya
On the way out oh oh
Don't let don't let it hit ya
Don't let the door hit ya
Don't let don't let it hit ya
On the way out oh oh
Don't let don't let it hit ya
Don't let the door hit ya
Don't let don't let it hit ya
On the way out oh oh
Don't let don't let it hit ya
Don't let the door hit ya
Let's go
Woo Chris
B. Beal
Don't let the door hit ya
Where the Lord split ya
I ain't ****in' with ya
And you know this
Woo we on top of the world