Cal Scruby - Concussions

{Verse 1}
She 25, she super thick
Show me homie like "who is this?"
I know he probably gunna know somebody
That know somebody, that used to hit
But I'm love sick, caught a fever
Warmin' up to my cold demeanor
Actin' innocent, don't believe her
She post a picture with posin' bebier

{Chorus}
That's red flag like blushin'
Two hands, can't touch this
Hard heads get concussions too (Hard heads get concussions too)
That's red flag like blushin'
Two hands, can't touch this
Hard heads get concussions too

{Verse 2}
Should've known better
Gone in six months like cold weather
Can't stop she a go getter
A young queen like Coretta
Pretty little thing wearin' Fashion Nova
Dancin' on ya, shakin' like a low plane passin' over
Daddy issues, fast foward
Got a C Class from my last supporter
Gotta whole lotta problems and I'm
Tryin' take care of myself, I might
Throw a couple grams like mommas momma but I
Can't forget I need help, damn
I'm double tappin', the woman I think are attractive
You too good at trackin' that shit
I don't think I can take all the baggage you got
When you trip and you not good at packin' that shit
In that Louis Vuitton
I tell you "I'm done" and you provin' me wrong
Whatchu gon' do with me gone, it's 2 in the mornin'
There's too many calls

{Chorus}
That's red flag like blushin'
Two hands, can't touch this
Hard heads get concussions too (Hard heads get concussions too)
That's red flag like blushin'
Two hands, can't touch this
Hard heads get concussions too