| I don’t even know where to start
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| I’m going through a broken heart again
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| Shoulda never gave you the part
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| I’m starting not to feel so smart again
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| 'Cause you fucking me raw and then texting these bitches
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| You say we just friends and then claim that you different
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| You hit me up daily and say that I’m tripping
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| For falling for you, swear my heart do not listen
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| This why I don’t fuck nobody, this why I don’t trust nobody, yeah
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| Shoulda never gave you my body, I’m feeling so used so I’m probably 'bout to go
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| Get fucked up, fucked up, when you met me boy
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| You lucked up, lucked up, I’m drinking Henny while
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| I’m ducked up, ducked up, I’m mixing remy in
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| My cup cup, cup cup, cup, cup
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| It really feels like deja vu, it feels like I been here with you, boy
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| 'Cause my ex, he did me dirty, too, he said the same shit you do
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| But you don’t owe me shit
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| I guess you just really wanna be on some homie shit
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| 'Cause we just friends, right?
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| You begging to be friends, you don’t want this to end
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| You don’t wanna pretend to, like me when you can just screw me
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| I’m good enough to fuck but not good enough for you baby
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| To pursue me, I let you use me, yeah
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| But I’m so used to being used
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| I got money, I got clout
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| No one really likes me
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| 'Less I give 'em something to like about
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| Boy, I really highly doubt
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| That you even gonna call
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| So I’m gonna get fucked up
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| So I don’t think of you at all
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| Told myself I shouldn’t fall
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| I told myself I shouldn’t call
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| But you don’t owe me shit
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| I guess you just really wanna be on some homie shit
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| 'Cause we just friends, right?
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| Damn
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| Oh, we just
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| We just cool, we cool
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| You say I’m solid (say I’m solid)
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| Yeah, but we cool, we cool
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| We friends, we friends, friends |