| I’ve been tryna tell you |
| Need to get this off my chest |
| But I can’t find the right words |
| And wrap this shit and hold it in my hand |
| For hours |
| It keeps me up at night |
| I even bought you flowers |
| Please, take it the right way |
| You should fuck off |
| I think you should fuck off |
| Baby, you should fuck off |
| I think you should fuck off |
| Hope you crash your car when it’s new |
| Hope all your lovers gonna cheat on you |
| That all of your cards get declined |
| Hoping your wine always turns into water |
| Is that your dick getting smaller? |
| I’ve been tryna tell you |
| Need to get it off my chest |
| I finally found the right words |
| Please, take it the right way |
| You should fuck off |
| Baby, you should fuck off |
| Baby, you should fuck off |
| Yeah, I think you should fuck off |
| Hope you make your friends laugh behind your back |
| It hurts like a tiny little heart attack |
| Every time you get laid thinking it off |
| Did anybody ever tell you to stop |
| Being an asshole? |
| Is that your mouth or your asshole? |
| 'Cause what comes out is the same shit |
| You should fuck off (Fuck off) |
| Baby, you should fuck off |
| Baby, you should, baby, you should fuck off |
| Baby, you should fuck off |
| La-da-da, da-da-da-da, hey |
| La-da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da |
| Baby, you should |