[Intro: Stella & Jorja]

I would hate to be my ex, yeah

Glad I moved on to the next, ooh

I left you with no regrets, yeah, yeah, yeah

I would hate to be my ex, yeah, yeah, yeah

No, oh

[Verse 1: Jorja]

Ooh, you were way too insecure to be in love

What a way, what a way to fuck a good thing up, true

Blowin' up my line when you see me blowin' up

There's nothing to discuss, yeah, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Renée]

I am so sick of these niggas, they never deliver

They get in their feelings, their feelings

But I ain't gon' cry no more, I ain't gon' cry no more

Know I stay focused on me, no, I don't need a thing

I did it on my own, get hits on my own

Lit on my own

[Chorus: Stella]

I would hate to be my ex, yeah

Glad I moved on to the next, ooh

I left you with no regrets, yeah, yeah, yeah

I would hate to be my ex, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Post-Chorus: Stella, All]

Boy, just look at me now, face on every poster

Can't escape me, you, ooh-ooh, you're old news

I would hate to be my ex, yeah

Now I love myself to death (Ooh)

[Verse 2: Jorja & Renée]

I'm a (Ayy) popstar like Rihanna

The stitching expensive, either Fenty or it's Prada

First class on my flights, now I go where I wanna

Built myself a good life that you'll never be a part of, no, no

[Pre-Chorus: Renée]

I am so sick of these niggas, they never deliver

They get in their feelings, their feelings

But I ain't gon' cry no more, I ain't gon' cry no more

I know I stay focused on me, no, I don't need a thing

I did it on my own (Ah), get hits on my own (Ah)

Lit on my own (Ah)

[Chorus: Stella, Renée, Jorja, All]

I would hate to be my ex, yeah (I would hate to be)

Glad I moved on to the next, ooh (I moved on, no; I love that for me)

I left you with no regrets, yeah, yeah, yeah (There's no regrets from me)

I would hate to be my ex, yeah, yeah, yeah (I'd hate to be, I)

[Post-Chorus: Stella, Jorja & Renée]

Boy, just look at me now, face on every poster (Just look at me now)

Can't escape me, you, ooh-ooh, you're old news (You're old news, news)

I would hate to be my ex, yeah (No, no, no, no)

Now I love myself to death (Now I love me, I love me)

[Bridge: Stella, All]

I bet you miss me now, now (Now)

You wanna be down, down (Now you wanna be down)

But it's far too late (It's too late)

You know I'm over you (I'm over you, yeah, yeah)

[Outro: Stella, Renée, All]

I would hate to be my ex, yeah (I would hate to be my ex)

Glad I moved on to the next, ooh (Glad I moved on to the next; ex)

I left you with no regrets, yeah, yeah, yeah

I would hate to be my ex, yeah, yeah, yeah

I would hate to be my—