Oh My God!

I sent a text to my ex last night I drank a bottle of Ciroc last night I locked my keys in my car last night Spent 300 dollars at the bar last night, yeah I said oh my god I sent a text to my ex last night Hell nah bitch Oh my god I had sex with my ex last night Yea we got some problems I do not know how to deal with it Yea I wrote a song about you I really hope that you feeling it damn What you gone do What is the plan Where are you going Where is yo mans Watch for the shoes Step on the Vans I'm doing everything I can Really I'm not doing much Fucking with him while you talkin bout us But the poker game the poker face is up Hope you good the dopamines flushed You telling me to go home babe Leave me all on my own babe Voicemail at yo phone babe F*ck you and your tone babe I sent a text to my ex last night I drank a bottle of Ciroc last night I locked my keys in my car last night Spent 300 dollars at the bar last night yea I said oh my god I sent a text to my ex last night Hell nah bitch Oh my god I had sex with my ex last night I got like 12 in my bag I flew home but the jet don't lag I touched down with a Swedish flag Broke my phone I been pissed all day I came home to release my stress I came home to a real big mess Coffee cups be filling up my desk But I dropped some weight to impress my ex I'm the best that she's known of But that home was wrecked when I showed up Yo I'm up next so they show love We be in my whip doing donuts I got the key to her crib She call me baby so I wear a bib I get what I want when I want and I dip She going crazy but I'm bout to hit, bitch