I wake up putting makeup on a sad face
At least I ain't inflicting this bad taste
Then mom I was so much like you on a Friday
Saw you walking sideways
Guess you're getting real good now
Fine, okay, I'll say I went and stalked her
And I don't really blame you cause damn The waist,
the hips,
the face,
this is awkward
Are you in love like we were?
If I were you I'd probably keep her
Makes me wanna hit her when I see her Cause
Becky's so hot in your vintage t-shirt
Ooh, she the one I should hate
But I wanna know how she tastes
I kinda wanna hit her when I see her
But she's so hot in your vintage t-shirt
I used to wear it too,
yeah,
it's a cropped one With the red corvettes on my new riding shotgun
I can't even be that mad about it She flame emoji,
wow,
it's always gonna be awkward
Fine,
okay,
I'll say I went and stalked her And
I don't really blame you cause damn
The waist,
the hips,
the face,
this is awkward Are you in love like we were?
If I were you I'd probably keep her Makes me wanna hit her when
I see her Cause Becky's so hot in your vintage t-shirt Ooh,
she the one I should hate But I wanna know how she
tastes
I kinda wanna hit her when I see her
But she's so hot in your vintage t-shirt