[Verse 1]

Yeah, okay fuck it this ain't no love song

This a "fuck it, I'm tryna do some drugs" song

This a "okay, that who you thought it was" song

Yeah this the one that they been waiting all for so long

Yeah it's the wonderful, I keep it colorful

Fuck the rainbow, it's the pot of gold

I told my old friends "Hit me on my new phone"

I like my music loud, I like my soda cold

Yeah, don't let a word go to waste

And she been gone off of Hennessey but she don't like the taste

Yeah she's cool, a little too cool

You know she like money, so all her friends got pools

But karma gon' get her, right, left, stick 'er

She got a thick skull, but her skin a little thicker

Yeah, this next line might come out as a shock

But don't text me I don't wanna make small talk

Ya dig?

[Hook]

Okay you send me songs that remind you of me

And fuck it I don't even listen (I don't even listen)

I don't pay attention (I don't pay attention)

It's like half those things in a song ain't true

You text me just to talk 'bout you

It might be mean and it might be rude

But don't call me I don't wanna make small talk

[Verse 2]

She changed her Instagram name like four times

Only talk to her when it's on her own time yeah

Probably busy with the waist line

She don't ever show her face on her Facetime, yeah

Okay unless she got her make up on

Yeah she hit the club and she only drinks the Vegas bombs

And she loves Trap music but she hates doing drugs

She enjoys having sex and she hates giving hugs

And her daddy got the money so her bank grow

Yeah she voted in November, yeah stay woke

She post a pic with her friend and a song quote

Cigarettes when she drinks, yeah chain smokes

Ooh, well, I know you love the attention, yeah

So I'ma need you to listen, yeah

This might come out as a shock

But don't try me 'cause you number's been blocked

Ya dig?

[Hook]

Okay you send me songs that remind you of me

And fuck it I don't even listen (I don't even listen)

I don't pay attention (I don't pay attention)

It's like half those things in a song came true

You text me just to talk 'bout you

It might be mean and it might be rude

But don't call me I don't wanna make small talk

[Hook]

Okay you send me songs that remind you of me

And fuck it I don't even listen (I don't even listen)

I don't pay attention (I don't pay attention)

It's like half those things in a song came true

You text me just to talk 'bout you

It might be mean and it might be rude

But don't call me I don't wanna make small talk

[Outro]

Mhm mhm

Yeah you're breaking my heart

You tore it apart

But fuck you, but fuck you, whoa

Yeah all I wanna do is just have a good time

Now I'm blue, yeah I'm blue, ooh, ooh

And you got issues yeah, yeah you got issues yeah

Yeah you got issues yeah, and all your friends do too, yeah, whoa

I fuckin' hate you

Yes I just hate you

And guess what, most of your friends are cooler than you and

I didn't wanna make this song

'Cause I did not want you to think I was thinkin' of you

Well guess what? I'm thinkin' of you, yeah, look

And I hope it eats your heart out

I hope it eats your heart out

I hope it eats your heart out, yeah, look

'Cause you breaking my heart

You tore it apart

So fuck you, yeah fuck you

I don't wanna make small talk, yeah