Credits
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Your ex was a dog, but you knew that shit already
Now a bit of puppy fat's got you moanin' 'bout your belly
Stressin' about your best side, take time
And you took about a million pictures already
[Verse 2]
You far from a hoe but you dressin' like a jezzy
Backin' it up like a pro is gonna make me catch a semi
Semi, where did your drink go? Take mine
Don't worry 'bout the bill, we ain't gotta pay it
[Verse 3]
Now she's jumpin' around in her bare foot
These bitches can't test her
You got that recipe that make me wan' undress ya
So here, we have to stay here all night
'Cause rockin' out of here with you would be my pleasure
[Verse 4]
It's a good sign you're sendin' chills down my spine
But me no wanna kiss from your lips or a taste of ya cake
Unless it's all mine, and fuck your ex, he's whack
Tonight he's gonna wish he never did you like that
You can put it on your Twitter, on your Insta
Either way, he's gonna miss ya, now throw that right back
This ain't a crime, turn down the lights
But me no wanna kiss from your lips or a taste of ya cake
Unless it's all mine
[Verse 5]
'Cause now I see you like my best friend
Would you be my best friend?
It's this young thug you're with, ain't nothin' like them yes men
Miss time, too embarrassed to take my bitch to Paris
'Cause we can't even eat lavish when I take her out in the West End
But whoa, that's kinda evil, don't make me, blame my ego
Ay whoa, drop me your number or at least write down your e-mail
[Verse 6]
My hands are on her waistline
Who's buggin' down her FaceTime?
It's poppin', oppers buba, you should, change that shit to wasteman
You got that recipe that make me wan' undress ya
Jumpin' 'round in her bare foot, these bitches can't test her
And let me just say one thing
I swear on my life I could fuck with you forever
[Verse 7]
It's a good sign you're sendin' chills down my spine
But me no wanna kiss from your lips or a taste of ya cake
Unless it's all mine, and fuck your ex, he's whack
Tonight he's gonna wish he never did you like that
You can put it on your Twitter, on your Insta
Either way, he's gonna miss ya, now throw that right back
This ain't a crime, turn down the lights
But me no wanna kiss from your lips or a taste of ya cake
Unless it's all mine
[Verse 8]
It's a good sign you're sendin' chills down my spine
But me no wanna kiss from your lips or a taste of ya cake
Unless it's all mine, and fuck your ex, he's whack
Tonight he's gonna wish he never did you like that
You can put it on your Twitter, on your Insta'
Either way, he's gonna miss ya, now throw that right back
This ain't a crime, turn down the lights
But me no wanna kiss from your lips or a taste of ya cake
Unless it's all mine
[Verse 9]
This ain't a crime, turn down the lights
But me no wanna kiss from your lips or a taste of ya cake
Unless it's all mine
Written by: Costadinos Contostavlos, Laidi Saliasi