Yeah
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm sipping English Breakfast
I'm sleeping through your setlist
I'm peeping through the curtains
I'm sure they out to get me
She ride my ass like 10 speed
She hyper, I'm her caffeine
She get the green like Kelly
She like how women left me
Sipping English Breakfast (Breakfast)
I'm sleeping through your setlist (Setlist)
I'm peeping through the curtains (Curtains)
I'm sure they out to get me
She ride my ass like 10 speed
She hyper on my caffeine
She get the green like Kelly
She like how women left me

Left me, left me
She like how women left me
Left me, left me
She like how women left me

She like a broken heart
She go mechanic for a man who don't know how to start
She need a fixer-upper
She eat this (*bleep*) for supper
She always bigger spoon, give a fuck what's in the cupboard
She always got a lover, I got her side covered
I gotta hide sunburn (Why?)
That's what we call hickeys (Oh)
Her apple pie scrumptious (Oh)
I float to windowsill, give her lil' eskimos
Write a ditty 'bout her, finish note with X and Os (Mwah)
Our love all physical, we never catching feels
Friends with benefits, Ursula's electric eels
And when we get to talking, I swear it's nothing real
But we been on and off for several months, what's the deal?

I'm sipping English Breakfast
I'm sleeping through your setlist
I'm peeping through the curtains
I'm sure they out to get me
She ride my ass like 10 speed
She hyper, I'm her caffeine
She get the green like Kelly
She like how women left me
Sipping English Breakfast (Breakfast)
I'm sleeping through your setlist (Setlist)
I'm peeping through the curtains (Curtains)
I'm sure they out to get me
She ride my ass like 10 speed
She hyper on my caffeine
She get the green like Kelly
She like how women left me

Left me, left me
She like how women left me
Left me! Left me?
She like how women (Ah)

I sound like Bobby Hill (Bobby)
I smell like Tommy Hill (Bwuhuhuh)
I'll son a rapper just to ask him how Adonis feel
And when it comes to her, she got me in Chicago
I'll just take the L
Cupid's bow and Aeropostale
He never miss a shot though, that little fucking snot-nose
If he come around again, I'll pop him in the nostril
He won't see it coming (Coming)
He ain't Nostradamus (You ain't)
No Philip Of The Future
Bitch, I'll get him posin' possum (Woo)
Use another type-beat
I'm makin' clothes for hypebeasts
I'm masterin' Adobe (Aye)
I am not your homie (Aye)
She never fuckin' hold me, I cannot cope with lonely
She stole my favorite hoodie, disappeared like Ben Kenobi

I'm sipping English breakfast
I'm sleeping through your setlist
I'm peeping through the curtains
I'm sure they out to get me
She ride my ass like 10 speed
She hyper on my caffeine
She get the green like Kelly
She like how women left me, aye

She like how women left me, aye
She like how women left me (That's it, bro)
She like how women left me, aye
She like how women left me
EE!