Look, she walked into my life, all innocent and shit
And then she took my credit card and dipped
Gave me a kiss, then turned around and stole the keys to my whip
Aw man, what a selfish bitch
She was like, "See ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya"
Kidnapped my Visa then she hit the galleria
Let's have a moment of silence for what I say next
R.I.P to all my paychecks
Supermodel but the inside's ugly
Yeah, and I'm over it like a fraction
She loved herself way more than she loved me
Only cared about her Instagram captions
So this the last song I'm ever gonna write for ya
Go find a douchebag, maybe he'll be right for ya
And if you wonder why your phone ain't ringing
Call my voicemail, and I'mma start singing