No Thank You

Downtown Seattle on a weekend

You live kinda close, but not too close

Hit your FaceTime, are you decent?

It's nine o'clock, you either naked or you fully clothed

Why you in the club on a Thursday?

These **** always thirsty and it's full of those

Matching pajama season is coming up

How we both single?

Girl, we gon' cut it close

'Cause you bad, bad

Yeah, you fine, fine

Put tequila on pause, you drinking white wine

But Stella ain't wine, I hope you know that

You say stop making fun of you or I go back

To them stank hoes

To them girls that wear a bracelet on their ankles

To them

Instagram models

Who only worried 'bout her angles

No thank you

I know what I got, it ain't an angel

But I wouldn't trade your ass for no one

Even on your worst day, I thank you

For loving me

Even at my worst, I know you loving me

On days I don't put you first, you still in love with me

Even at my worst, I know you loving me

On days I don't put you first, you still in love with me

Yeah, uh

So fucking with them bitches ain't no fair trade

Wish there was more ways to show I care, babe

Could fuck with someone else, it ain't the same thing, so

No thank you

I know what I got, it ain't an angel

But I wouldn't trade your ass for no one

Even on your worst day, I thank you

For loving me

Ah

I know what I got, it ain't an angel

But I wouldn't trade your ass for no one

Even on your worst day, I thank you

For loving me