‌sike - Intellectual

[Chorus]

You don't hit my phone up, what a joke (What a joke)

Your new boyfriend's lame, I hope he chokes

On his pride, on his ego, on his lies, on his free-throws, on your thighs

I'm tired of being alone, but it beats crying on the phone with your sister

I can't find peace, I couldn't love you, I loved me

I was captive, now I'm free

Cloudy mindset, set on me

I don't need you to be happy

Someone else can waste my time

I don't need no toxic bitch, I don't want that kind of life

You don't hit my phone up, what a joke (What a joke)

Your new boyfriend's lame, I hope he chokes

On his pride, on his ego, on his lies, on his free-throws, on your thighs

You were kind, but you lie, you must fuck like every guy

You're so cold, you're such a mess, don't know how to deal with stress

You don't walk, barely tread, empty thoughts inside your head

It's okay if you're scared, hit your boy, I won't be there

You don't hit my phone up, what a joke (What a joke)

Your new boyfriend's lame, I hope he chokes

On his pride, on his ego, on his lies, on his free-throws, on your thighs