Ur a Loser

I think i'll call him again I think I'll call him again And Again (Hey baby) I think that I'll call him again He said that he wanna be friends (I know you don't) It's just, I try to hide How I feel inside, but you go there like every time Then you force it and cross the line It's just, I think it's complicated And I fucking hate it And tell your friends that they all suck And I just hate to break it And break it down to ya, baby You was 'posed to hold me and be down for me, baby And if we're really being honest, baby That you're a fucking loser That you're a fucking loser I got my heart broken just once and found out I'ma shooter (Oh, okay) Your bitch wish she was cooler (Right) Imagine thinking I could ever love fucking a loser And break it down to ya, baby You was 'posed to hold me and be down for me, baby And if we're really being honest, baby that you're a fucking loser Don't ask about me, don't come around me (Like ever) If you see me with my nigga you should get the fuckin' picture Like you're not what I need Don't ask about me, don't come around me If you see me with my nigga you should get the fuckin' picture Like you're not what I need I think that I'll call him again He said that he wanna be friends (Wanna be friends) (Wanna be friends) (Wanna be friends) (Wanna be friends) You're not what I need And you're a fucking loser I got my heart broken just once and found out I'ma shooter (What? What?) Your bitch wish she was cooler (Right) Imagine thinking I could ever be fucking a loser And you and your homeboys are not no shooters