who’s in love with you now, i swear to god i swear to god i am, nobody really wants you
// first off, let me say i’m drunk off of shitty wine so i probably used the b word a couple times i used your motherfucking mouth, you had enough of mine what’s the reason for you never gave me any sign when we were making out you kinda act like it was nothing like you were doing it to prove you could do it or something you know i’m fine getting cut by girls who are my friends you fucked me in a different way, i guess it all depends texting on my day off ‘ay babe, what’s goin on?’ 'sorry i can't make it out', sad face emoticon it’s funny how i see you with these lame boys you’re hanging on i told you, i’m a soldier. i need a girl scout to tag along face down, ass up. that’s the way you left me i thought there was a spark but we were missing lisa leslie 'you know what's fucking childish? to write a song to get me.' i’m always fucking childish, you knew that when you met me.
// you ain’t that fine, bitch. what the fuck, ya heard? i love these shitty ass chicks, i guess i’ll never learn i hate it when you think you’re really getting something good and you don’t listen to your dudes when you really should i got so many fucking girls i can’t even count them there’s probably six or seven girls who think this songs about them never kiss in public, but at home i am affectionate fucking bitches left and right, my dick is ambidextrous i know you’re probably texting this lyric to your friend, saying ‘this nigga think he all that. he fucking sucked in bed.’ well, uhhh.. i think we both know that i worked that ass i hope that you can keep it stretched, yoga class i’m trying hard not to use a specific reference but you’ll probably know it’s you after the first sentence so let me quit while i’m ahead like a penis if i never was in love with you, i hope you know i’m meaning it.