Rollin' in my own car f** a pa**anger seat Rollin' on the dashboard f** being discreet Rollin' on the floor laughin' But it ain't at your feet But I kinda wish that, it were your feet Sike, I really wish that it were your feet And I ain't in a car, pa**in' on some concrete Sike, I ain't doin' that I'm sobbin' in your laundry While my cousins are all mobbin' in some palm trees They say I deserve better I wrote you a love letter Lipstick on, sealed it with a kiss When I need you most, it's a hit or miss So I tape the letter up and then I ball it in my fist Up down up down High low high low Why so resentful bout sh** from years ago? Where'd my tears go? f**in' up my mental Got a b**h hopin that she gonna go parental Sike that's the old me I'm better off alone Love's a losing game I'd rather stay at home 'Cept it's really not Please pick up the phone Damn you got me feelin' like a dog and you're the bone Tryna be like, "oh well" Ya f**in' blew it When we got back together I shoulda knew it That just don't feel that way I misconstrue it When I'm dreamin', I'm believin' I had a gift from your semen I can't lean on you [10x]