so sick

Are you happy? Saw your new man Shit is tacky Talking 'bout me like you know me, shit is tacky All the small talk, baby you could keep that Yeah, I'm hungry but I'm cool on the feedback Got a free pass outta town and I need that Got a big crib in the woods just to relax Give my O's to my ex, bitch it's the relapse He don't know where she at I could drop a pin and you wouldn't know where we at I knew what you want and I didn't wanna be that Couldn't really be that Tried to show you what I mean, you couldn't even see that Tried to give you all of me and baby got me So sick, so sick of the love songs So sick, so sick of the fuck shit So sick, yeah Got me so sick Tried to give you all of me and baby got me So sick, so sick of the love songs So sick, so sick of the fuck shit So sick, yeah Got me so sick Ayy, I could make hard work look easy Need two to myself, yeah I'm greedy Flew 'em out to Paris, yeah, oui, oui Yeah, Eiffel Tower like oui, oui, yeah We both like kissin' girls oui, oui, yeah Bitch, you get the message like you CC And I see on both sides like Chanel And I see both sides, yeah Come and see me on the house on the hill Eye contact with the pilot for real Right on track, I'm doubted, for real IRS 'cause I count that for real And I tax that, too I'm so sick, so sick of the love songs So sick, so sick of the fuck shit So sick, yeah I'm so sick Tried to give you all of me and baby got me I'm so sick, so sick of the love songs So sick, so sick of the fuck shit So sick, yeah I'm so sick