Like, damn, why you just, why you look like you sound like the song? I miss my cowgirl, but it ain't the same Kisses, okay, smile, we ain't missin' Ain't no competition, there's a B for attition And you like, I'm not on no games But baby, I ain't peepin', ain't been the same Like, who been on your mind? Who got your time? Who you be vibin' with and why you make you mine? You used to be texting me, checking me, calling me

Oh my god, let me beat it down like it's mac and cheese, let me beat that shit down like I'm Mike Tyson, I'll do unspeakable things to that shit.