Tired of going out, scared of running to you All of these whereabouts, what is a girl to do? Say no to everything I'm invited to And I can't do all that I'll be intersection dolo, baby, oh Working on self-control, though, baby, no, oh Finna get antisocial on ya Damn, you know I hate the club But I came cause I knew you'd show up Maybe if I drank enough I'll make my way over to ya Damn, you know I hate the club But I came cause I knew you'd show up Maybe if I drank enough I'll make my way over to ya I hate the club Your homegirl told me you would be here Besides, you ain't the one to see here It's a Saturday, shoppin' in LA, yeah, that's your shit On the second floor with your pants down low Hanging off your hips I walked out the section dolo, baby, oh Lost all my self-control, though, baby, oh, oh You wanna get antisocial, baby We can head home, baby Damn, you know I hate the club But I came cause I knew you'd show up Maybe if I drank enough I'll make my way over to ya Damn, you know I hate the club But I came cause I knew you'd show up Maybe if I drank enough I'll make my way over to ya I hate the club Order another round and round and round DJ, say my name, DJ, shout at me out Order another round and round and round Drunk when I call your name Beggin' you to walk me out Say you miss me when I leave proof I came all this way to see you Every word you say is see-through You be lyin', baby, me too Would have to be with you to treat you Blood so rich, let me feed you So important, I still need you Tired of goin' out, scared of runnin' to you Said I'm tired of goin' out, scared of runnin' to you Damn, you know I hate the club But I came cause I knew you'd show up Maybe if I drank enough I'll make my way over to ya Damn, you know I hate the club But I came cause I knew you'd show up Maybe if I drank enough I'll make my way over to ya I hate the club Should be good enough