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[Intro: JAMESY! & Lil Bellsie]
(Chuckling)
Skrrt, skrrt, haha
Aye, yuh

[Verse 1: JAMESY!]
I'm a young nigga, wishin' for a couple figures
I was born a sinner, and I just wanna make it bigger
Fuck your Twitter fingers, I'm eating rappers for dinner
She's a fuckin' hitter, a fuckin' heart killer
Ima pray for you, nigga, could you leave your bitches
She a Disney type woman leave your heart in Stitches
Jealous, 'cause you fast food niggas stuck in the kitchen
Callin' her Pokimane, the way her legs be twitchin'
I used to keep it real on the regular
Nah, I'm just cappin' for the bars, I got a reservoir
She wanna go up to the nebular
I can't be bothered but she hits me on the cellular

[Hook: JAMESY!]
I gave you three-hundred-thirty-three kisses on your neck
I kept a picture of you, next to the Patek
Dropped all of my friends, 'cause I thought you're the best
But I'm done, and your ass was no diff' from the rest
I gave you three-hundred-thirty-three kisses on your neck
I kept a picture of you, next to the Patek
Dropped all of my friends, 'cause I thought you're the best
But I'm done, and your ass was no diff' from the rest

[Verse 2: JAMESY!]
Ain't it bullshit? (Huh?) How these niggas switch up?
Devil in her got me talking to the bishop
Gas pack too strong, doing sit-ups
Feelin' done like Laroi, yuh, this the give up
She wanted to the stars so we went to Starbucks
(So what happened at Starbucks?)
We were fuckin' at the Starbucks
I was keepin' it real for you, bitch
You were throwing my feels in a ditch
The thought of you is just making me sick
You wanted me so you could leech like a tick
I'm movin' on, I'm counting my stacks
When you were here, you would knock me off track
Get out my life, your shit's in the back
(Yo, what kind of strain you puffin')
It's that relationship pack

[Hook: JAMESY!]
I gave you three-hundred-thirty-three kisses on your neck
I kept a picture of you, next to the Patek
Dropped all of my friends, 'cause I thought you're the best
But I'm done, and your ass was no diff' from the rest
I gave you three-hundred-thirty-three kisses on your neck
I kept a picture of you, next to the Patek
Dropped all of my friends, 'cause I thought you're the best
But I'm done, and your ass was no diff' from the rest

[Outro: JAMESY! & Unknown]
Aw, fuck bro, Henny got me mad fucked up
Yeah, I feel it
Ayo, is that a guitar in your hand bro?
Yeah?
Aye, say less bro, I'm on my rockstar shit right now, for real. Aye, could you uh, could you play an E Major for me real quick?
An E Major?
Yeah, that shit would be fye
Oh, okay, I gotchu, I gotchu...