Love mixed with agression

Yeah I’m saying hello peng ting
I love that style that ya flexing
In my ends you’d be trending
Those eyes and that smile I’ve been checking
So don’t give wrong impressions
Cause by now you’ve learned your lesson
Self nurture not neglecting
What that ego your protecting
An who’s that bitch that’s been texting your phone
You say it’s cats and they don’t leave you alone
Bando boys or one of them crones
Say bad vibes and your say tha I moan, still when we fight you come back home

Yeah I’m saying hello peng ting
I love that style that ya flexing
In my ends you’d be trending
Those eyes and that smile I’ve been checking
So don’t give wrong impressions
Cause by now you’ve learnt your lesson
Self nuture not neglecting
What that ego your protecting
An who’s that bitch that’s been texting your phone
You say it’s cats and they don’t leave you alone
Bando boys or one of them crones
Say bad vibes and your say tha I moan, still when we fight you come back home

So don’t call me a dead ting, boi you know I’m a peng ting, I miss independent on this I’ll be flight attendant
Cause this journeys be a blessing
But there’s a patients you been testing
Would’ve thought you’d learn a lesson
It’s called love mixed with aggression.

Love mixed with aggression no longer getting my attention
Go and run to all your bredwins with them story’s you’ve been telling
I ain’t no longer yelling
Nor laying in that bedding
Other places I’ll be heading
I’ll leave your messages pending

Love mixed with aggression no longer getting my attention
Go and run to all your bredwins with them story’s you’ve been telling
I ain’t no longer yelling
Nor laying in that bedding
Other places I’ll be heading
I’ll leave your messages pending don't call me a dead ti-ng

Yeah I’m saying hello peng ting
I love that style that ya flexing
In my ends you’d be trending
Those eyes and that smile I’ve been checking
So don’t give wrong impressions
Cause by now you’ve learnt your lesson
Self nuture not neglecting
What that ego your protecting
An who’s that bitch that’s been texting your phone
You say it’s cats and they don’t leave you alone
Bando boys or one of them crones
Say bad vibes and your say tha I moan, still when we fight you come back home

So don’t call me a dead ting, boi you know I’m a peng ting, I miss independent on this I’ll be flight attendant
Cause this journeys be a blessing
But there’s a patients you been testing
Would’ve thought you’d learn a lesson
It’s called love mixed with aggression.

Love mixed with aggression no longer getting my attention
Go and run to all your bredwins with them story’s you’ve been telling
I ain’t no longer yelling
Nor laying in that bedding
Other places I’ll be heading
I’ll leave your messages pending