[Intro]

(Fortune Swan, stop that shit)

(Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh)

(Baby, tell me what you doing for attention)

(Tell me what you doing for attention)

[Chorus]

Baby, tell me what you doing for attention (Oh-oh-oh)

Late night, sittin' 'round for my message

I was out getting drunk with my best friends

And yeah, you're staring at your phone hoping that somebody mentions

Yeah, the room filled with yes-men, fuel my obsession

Baby, tell me what you doing for attention? (Oh-oh-oh)

Late night, sittin' 'round for my message

I was out getting drunk with my best friends

And yeah, you're staring at your phone hoping that somebody mentions

Yеah, the room filled with yes-mеn, fuel my obsession

[Verse 1]

Yeah, bitch, I'm sick of it

I'm screaming at the wall like no one's listening

Okay, you try your best to sta-all, bringin' up some different shit

I'll put aside our differences, do I love you? Just a little bit

Uh, you can't have me back, sharp pain like a heart attack

I don't wanna change, baby, I don't put no effort at all

You try to pull me into everything and get me involved

Look at me, all this shit don't matter, pussy, ç'est la vie

Gotta be shittin' me, arm within a reach, yeah, you can't lie to me

Every day is the same, I let all that shit rain (But it's all different when your ass come around)

All the loss in my brain, I forget my own name

I just pray you'll get me off the ground

[Chorus]

Baby, tell me what you doing for attention (Oh-oh-oh)

Late night, sittin' 'round for my message

I was out getting drunk with my best friends

And yeah, you're staring at your phone hoping that somebody mentions

Yeah, the room filled with yes-men, fuel my obsession

[Verse 2]

I can't help you from feeling empty

Yeah, I hate the pictures that you send me

But that's not all of it, you taste your medicine, I hope you swallow it

Can't be modest, bitch, I see your arrogance, I can't acknowledge it

Try to polish it, I just need someone I could be honest with

But you lost it, I lost so many friends just for profit

And I'm off this, keep my circles tight, interlock it

Yeah, I promise, you say you toxic, bitch, you rotten (Woah)

[Chorus]

Baby, tell me what you doing for attention (Oh-oh-oh)

Late night, sittin' 'round for my message

I was out getting drunk with my best friends

And yeah, you're staring at your phone hoping that somebody mentions

Yeah, the room filled with yes-men, fuel my obsession

[Outro]

(Fuel my obsession, I-I—)

(I-I, fuel my obsession)

(I-I-I-I)