Ooh (Ooh), Ooh (Ooh), Ooh (Ooh), Ooh (Ooh)

Why you gotta be like that, girl?

You spat in my face, then shut your door and hit reverse

And then peeled out my driveway

We used to be so close, but now you're in the back of my brain

As one more person who got up and left and made my heart break

And I wish that I could tell you how much shit you put me through

When we was sellin' weed, and I would dream about me and you

But, you were gone, so I moved on, and you still think I’m that fool who's down to fuck inside your car

But, girl, I’ve started a new

I found a man, helps me out with all my mental shit while you still talkin' crazy to me on that mental shit

And, girl, I’m sorry, but I’m gonna have to call it quits

'Cause every time I’m talkin' to you, I get called a prick, yeah

I don’t need your baggage, I already got mine (I don’t need your baggage, I already got mine)

And I been sick of worrying about you wasting my time (And I been sick of worrying about you wasting my time)

No, girl, I don't need your baggage, I already got mine (No, girl, I don't need your baggage, I already got mine)

I been on money-making shit, and you ain’t even a dime

(So, please stop wasting my time)

Why you gotta stab my back, girl, and call up my friends?

Just tryna fuck and make me jealous, it won't work in the end

You just gon' end up getting heartbroken again, and again

When you start realizing that I can’t give a single fuck less

Fuck who you want, I don't care, just as long as you out my hair

I been done for two years, sorry, hun, but I won't be there

When you call up my phone, leave a message at the tone

I ain’t answerin' none that shit

I just wanna be left alone

I found a man, helps me out with all my mental shit while you still talkin' crazy to me on that mental shit

And, girl, I’m sorry, but I’m gonna have to call it quits

'Cause every time I’m talkin' to you, I get called a prick, yeah

I don’t need your baggage, I already got mine (I don’t need your baggage, I already got mine)

And I been sick of worrying about you wasting my time (And I been sick of worrying about you wasting my time)

No, girl, I don't need your baggage, I already got mine (No, girl, I don't need your baggage, I already got mine)

I been on money-making shit, and you ain’t even a dime

So, please, please stop wasting my time