Leave me alone

Don't call my phone, baby, like you used to

Give a fuck about what you do

Don't come to my home, yeah

She can't sing my songs, baby, like she used to, yeah

Don't give a fuck about what you do, yeah

Baby, say, "Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-woah-oh"

I ain't the type to cause you stress

Baby, I think that you obsessed with me

Baby, say, "Woah, woah-oh-oh," yeah

I ain't the type to cause you stress

Doing more and start talking less, start talking less, baby

Like, what the fuck is you on?

You love talkin' 'bout yourself, but you don't hear your tone

You ain't thinkin' 'bout those texts before you pick up your phone

And I promise you ain't on what I'm on

'Cause, baby, I like bad bitches with mad riches

And they ain't like we cut them like sandwiches

Like, am I still on your mind?

When that **** put that shit on, do he do it like I?

Do I still run you wild? (Ooh-ooh-ooh)

Of course

And, oh I, oh I know you tried to move on

I know I, know I left you waiting too long

But you're mine, you mine, I could never do wrong, no

And I don't, I don't think he do it like me

Girl, I know, I know loving me is pricy

But these highs and lows keeping you beside me, oh

I don't think that we in love

But I know that you do

I don't care 'bout what you do, girl

Don't talk about me like that

Claiming that I be your man

This ain't one in a million, girl

You're one of a million girls, you know you be mine

Leave me alone

Don't call my phone, baby, like you used to

Give a fuck about what you do (You do, girl, oh)

Don't come to my home, yeah

She can't sing my songs, baby (Ah-ah), like she used to, yeah

Don't give a fuck about what you do, yeah (Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)

Baby, say, "Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-woah-oh"

I ain't the type to cause you stress

Baby, I think that you obsessed with me

Baby, say, "Woah, woah-oh-oh," yeah

I ain't the type to cause you stress

Doing more and start talking less, start talking less, baby