You don't hit my phone up, what a joke (What a joke)
Your new boyfriend's lame, I hope he chokes
On his pride, on his ego, on his lies
On his free-throws, on your thighs
I'm tired of being alone
But it beats crying on the phone with your sister
I can't find peace
I couldn't love you, I loved me
I was captive, now I'm free
Cloudy mindset, set on me
I don't need you to be happy
Someone else can waste my time
I don't need no toxic b1tch
I don't want that kind of life
You don't hit my phone up, what a joke (What a joke)
Your new boyfriend's lame, I hope he chokes
On his pride, on his ego, on his lies
On his free-throws, on your thighs
You were kind, but you lie
You must fxck like every guy
You're so cold, you're such a mess
Don't know how to deal with stress
You don't walk, barely tread
Empty thoughts inside your head
It's okay if you're scared
Hit your boy, i won't be there
You don't hit my phone up, what a joke (What a joke)
Your new boyfriend's lame, I hope he chokes
On his pride, on his ego, on his lies
On his free-throws, on your thighs