back to him

Oh, no, no, no, girl, don't fuck with him

We both know exactly how it ends

Oh, no, no, no, don't go back again

Back to him, back to him, no

How many times I gotta tell you?

If he wanted to, he would show face

And you know I been there too

Fucking 'round with old news

Fucking 'round with old dudes

Never judge you, baby

If he ain't got the money for a bed frame

He's too broke to take up any headspace

And you can't trust no man who skippin' leg day

Drop that dead weight

To you, it's something real, to him, it's physical

He's so predictable, he's so predictable

You tell him how you feel, he goes invisible (How you feel, you gotta)

You gotta show this dick that you've become undickable, no

Oh, no, no, no, girl, don't fuck with him

We both know exactly how it ends

Oh, no, no, no, don't go back again

Back to him, back to him, no

Baby, baby girl, give me the phone

You know you should leave his ass alone, oh

Oh, no, no, no, don't go back again

Back to him, oh, no, no, back to him, oh

Timbo

We too close, I know your type

Promise me, no more Geminis, stars did not align

All that for a business major, right

Fuckboys are your Kryptonite

And this one is true to the recipe

You gotta switch up the recipe

Honestly, shit is depressing me, no

If he ain't got the money for a bed frame

He's too broke to take up any headspace

And you can't trust no man who skippin' leg day

Drop that dead weight

To you, it's something real, to him, it's physical

He's so predictable, he's so predictable

You tell him how you feel, he goes invisible (How you fell, you gotta)

You gotta show this dick that you've become undickable, no

Hey, babe

Oh, no, no, no, girl, don't fuck with him

No

We both know exactly how it ends

Oh, no, no, no, don't go back again

Hey, babe

Back to him, back to him, no

No

Baby, baby girl, give me the phone

No

You know you should leave his ass alone, oh

Oh, no, no, no, don't go back again to him

Hey, babe

Oh, no, no, back to him, oh