Gaslight Songtext
von Eric Benét

Welcome to the camp!

Hey, can we turn up the track?
Hey, hey, aye, aye
Hey, aye
Hey, hey, hey
Aye, aye, yeah, yeah, ah, ooh

Niggas always tryna play me every time I try to open up
I′m tired of being vulnerable, I left for a stack
Your BM is back, you say it ain't that but it′s giving cap
When I went on the Gram, your whole little fam got outfits to match (uh)

Call me psycho
You don't like me
'Cause I won′t sit here and let you try me
Mm-mm


Bitches say they want a nigga with some money
"You got cash on you?"
You want me to buy your love but does that come with your trust?
You want me to open up, you shutting down
Try to give you everything you want, you acting out
You still talkin′ 'bout your ex
You′re not even with me, babe
When you're with me, babe

I won′t call you crazy but you gon' make me
If I have to sit here and let you try me
Come try me, babe, mm-mm
Trap me, mm-mm

I be so, I be so, quote on quote less difficult
But right now you′re being difficult
Could been beautiful but you're cold and egotistical
That's your trauma, that ain′t me though
I won′t be your side piece, this ain't no mac and cheese
There ain′t enough money to play with me

Gaslight someone else, oh
Gaslight someone else, facts
Gaslight someone else
Gaslight someone else

Gaslight
Tryna gaslight me, baby, whoa
What the hell you tryna say?
I ain't like them other niggas
Just say it, babe