Before you, I was really that bitch
Why the fuck I hung around
You wanna suck, You wanna fuck
Let me work on me and my appearance
You the worst type of demons
You was playing real silly
How you stay talking shit
What you really said bout him
Cause I know they knew about you
Couldn't keep it in his pants
It's a shame cause I really
I knew too soon he had a mental condition
Cause how you let me go home too wasted
How you make me cry, retract statements?
You wanna suck, You wanna fuck
Let me work on me and my appearance
You the worst type of demons
Couldn't keep it in his pants
But like the bad bitch that I am
The boy you tried to fuck in my DM
Asking me if he could spend a band
Now they know what you do
Now they know what you do
We ain't fuckin with you, boy
You wanna suck, You wanna fuck
Let me work on me and my appearance
You the worst type of demons