Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jake Webber
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jake Webber
Songwriter
Yung Scuff
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Anderson
Producer
Lyrics
Yeah, she cut me off last week
When you fuck him, do you think about me?
I know that we don't have any ties
But the thought of you is tied around my neck
And I know you know that
Your liptick kisses on my mirror
Yeah, and your clothes are on my bed
You'll stay in my head like a cigarette
I should've listened to everything you said
Yeah, she cut me off last week
When you fuck him, do you think about me?
Yeah, you ain't as smart as you think
Because I see right through those lips, baby
I know you think about me, too
But you're stuck in something new
And I fucking hate that dude
And I fucking hate that dude
And I fucking hate that dude
Yeah, she cut me off last week
When you fuck him, do you think about me?
Yeah, you ain't as smart as you think
Because I see right through those lips baby
See right through those lips
See right through those lips
Yeah, she cut me off last week
When you fuck him, do you think about me?
Yeah, you ain't as smart as you think
Because I see right through those lips baby
Yeah, she cut me off last week
When you fuck him, do you think about me?
Yeah, you ain't as smart as you think
'Cause I see right through those lips baby
Yeah, I see right through those lips
'Cause I see through those lips, baby
Written by: Yung Scuff, jake a webber
