Letra de ' NONCHALANT (feat. Mamii) ' de Westside Boogie

I called you up, you hit me with the nonchalant thing (ooh-ooh)
I don't even think you want me (ooh-ooh)
But I could love you more (I love you more)
Next time you call, I'ma just let the phone ring
You actin' like we wasn't nothing
So what am I here for? (why am I here?)

You callin' again, you callin' again
I'm not gonna answer, baby
How it feel, baby?
You see what you do to me, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
You callin' again, you callin' again
I'm not gonna answer, baby
How it feel, baby?
See what you do to me, yeah
[Verse 1: Westside boogie & mamii]
Can you bring that overnight bag? Uh (yeah)
Pre-rolls for the night cap? Yo (yeah)
She into crystals to release and meditation at the beach
I'm into actin' like a thief and comin' takin' all that peace
How many bodies do you got on the north side? (north side)
Hope when I bring you 'round my homies it's your first time (ooh)
Prolly not, though
I understand if you ain't tell me 'cause you know that I be judgin'
Maybe I was chasin' you or maybe I was runnin'
Maybe you ain't want it
Maybe I was huge to you and we was really somethin'
Or maybe I'm delusional and we was never nothin'
Never nothin', never

I called you up, you hit me with the nonchalant thing (oh)
I don't even think you want me (oh-oh, woah)
But I could love you more (woah-woah)
Next time you call, I'ma just let the phone ring
You actin' like we wasn't nothing
So what am I here for?

You callin' again and callin' again
I'm not gonna answer, baby
How it feel, baby? How it feel
Do what you do to me, yeah
You callin' again and callin' again
I'm not gonna answer, baby
How it feel, baby?
See what you do to me, yeah

Some type of 'tude to me, uh, be rude to me, uh
Don't just move on, that's so fuckin' cruel to me
All your other sides was forever new to me
But then you got used to me, truthfully
You know I just wanna pick fights, uh
When you let this shit slide, I get scared
Tellin' me this shit mine, uh
Then you go and switch sides, I'm not here
Just to keep it on the flow, when we get to low tides
When we make it back to land, that's when the convo get
That's when the convo get dry
You start bein' dramatic and I start makin' the caption
Thinkin' I'll get a reaction, but all that happen is

I called you up, you hit me with the nonchalant thing (ooh)
I don't even think you want me (ooh)
But I could love you more (I could love you more, I could live you, woah-woah)
Next time you call, I'ma just let the phone ring
You actin' like we wasn't nothing
So what am I here for?