Blame It On Me - Bryce Vine

Yeah

Wake up on the couch

She up makin' coffee in my t-shirt, playin' house, yeah

Say she gotta bounce

Check up on my phone and that’s when shit start goin' South

What’s this all about?

Now it’s come to my attention there’s some shit she never mentioned

Like when she pretended she don’t got a man (Man)

Now he callin' me from no ID again (Again)

Leavin' messages and yeah I understand but

Don’t blame it on me

I did nothin' to you, don’t get trigger happy, yeah (Yeah)

Don’t blame it on m

I thought that she was single 'cause that’s what sh told me, yeah (Yeah)

Don’t blame it on me

It’s not my fault your girl is actin' hella crazy, yeah

Don’t blame it on me

'Cause I’m not that type of dude, I don’t wanna fight with you

Look at the facts, she wasn’t a match

We met at the mansion

You need to relax, she came up to me

She wanted to tear shit

I took her outside, she talk about exes/access, Summers in Hamptons

We talked about everything, dawg, believe me, you was not mentioned, yeah

She said that she heard of my name (Name)

She wanted a taste of the fame (Fame)

She made me eggs in the morning (Morning)

Props to you 'cause she a fling

I think that I did you a favor though

I heard you fuckin' with Grady though

And I know that you’ll still be mad when you hear this shit up on the radio

Don’t blame it on me

I did nothin' to you, don’t get trigger happy, yeah (Yeah)

Don’t blame it on me

I thought that she was single 'cause that’s what she told me, yeah (Yeah)

Don’t blame it on me

It’s not my fault your girl is actin' hella crazy, yeah

Don’t blame it on me

'Cause I’m not that type of dude, I don’t wanna fight with you