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

Giving 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 know 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 kissing girls oui, oui (Yeah)

Bitch, you get the message like you CC'd

And I see 'em 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 dialed in 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)

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)

I'm so sick