My boy ain't changed his bong water since last year

His stomach filled with goldschlager and craft beer

I ain't no fuckin' songwriter, I'm D-tier

But if you need a ghostwriter, I'll be here

Pop out, I know he ain't gon' pop out

The night ends in a crash out, somebody gettin' knocked out

And I could give a fuck about your numbers or your lululemon jumper

There's a thousand fuckin' people here and I was busy thinkin' bout you

Pull up to the junction, ain't no introduction, they already know what I do

Yeah, I was steady locked in, ain't no interruptions, until I drop it, ooh

Fine shyt, tryna show off for the camera, baby

What's up, had to pull up in the glamour, baby

Three shots and I'm changin' up my manners, baby

Fucked up, but I'm always busy thinkin bout you

All I wanna do is help you feel some

And I'ma let you know if you a real one, yeah

So I ain't gonna break until the work done

And when I make it out, I hope you say none, yeah

These days, I'm a husk of myself, yeah

These days, I'm compelled to rebel, yeah

These days, I've been missin' my friends, yeah

We've changed and I want it to end now

Pull up to the junction, ain't no introduction, they already know what I do

Yeah, I was steady locked in, ain't no interruptions, until I drop it, ooh

Fine shyt, tryna show off for the camera, baby

What's up, had to pull up in the glamour, baby

Three shots and I'm changin' up my manners, baby

Fucked up, but I'm always busy thinkin bout you (You?)

You (Who?)

You (Wake up)

I was busy thinkin' bout you (You?)

You (Who?)

You (Wake up)

I was busy thinkin' bout

Bitch won't even say it to my face now

I'm tryna learn from all the shit you gotta say now

But you ain't sayin' shit you hatin, just to hate now

Man, I respect it on the low, I'm just a hater

Don't change your mind

Cause nothing's gonna change this time

And don't waste my time

Cause I already know your lies

I tried with you a hundred times

I never told you my goodbyes

I never got to ask you why, oh