I sent a text to my ex last night
I drank a bottle of Ciroc last night
I locked my keys in my car last night
Spent 300 dollars at the bar last night, yeah
I said oh my god
I sent a text to my ex last night
Hell nah bitch
Oh my god
I had sex with my ex last night
Yea we got some problems
I do not know how to deal with it
Yea I wrote a song about you
I really hope that you feeling it damn
What you gone do
What is the plan
Where are you going
Where is yo mans
Watch for the shoes
Step on the Vans
I'm doing everything I can
Really I'm not doing much
F*cking with him while you talkin bout us
But the poker game the poker face is up
Hope you good the dopamines flushed
You telling me to go home babe
Leave me all on my own babe
Voicemail at yo phone babe
F*ck you and your tone babe
I sent a text to my ex last night
I drank a bottle of Ciroc last night
I locked my keys in my car last night
Spent 300 dollars at the bar last night yea
I said oh my god
I sent a text to my ex last night
Hell nah bitch
Oh my god
I had sex with my ex last night
I got like 12 in my bag
I flew home but the jet don't lag
I touched down with a Swedish flag
Broke my phone I been pissed all day
I came home to release my stress
I came home to a real big mess
Coffee cups be filling up my desk
But I dropped some weight to impress my ex
I'm the best that she's known of
But that home was wrecked when I showed up
Yo I'm up next so they show love
We be in my whip doing donuts
I got the key to her crib
She call me baby so I wear a bib
I get what I want when I want and I dip
She going crazy but I'm bout to hit, bitch