I just got Now I'm getting really brave I had a few shots I would say it to your face But I just can't no more Cause you move so far away Just like a few bucks Pick your friends, hit perfect, girl Even a ring on your door, you treat me Coming, coming, coming from a mile away I got something, something, something That I'm dying to say Yeah, I'm doing pretty great Just thought you should know Yeah, no thanks to you though I just called you To say I hate you I just called you To say that I moved on I just called you To say It's the last you'll be hearing from me Cause now your mailbox full I can't call you no more No, no, no, no, no Played a lot with lost feet Got options out my clout seat When I'm off it, I don't double bet Might wear it once, then I'm done with it I'm a four-pack, you're stinking tatted All your babies better have Delta tag How you bad to bandage, treat it like a sandwich Pretty thighs, pretty brown eyes Don't belong to you no more I just called to tell you that I'm cool without you And I'm doing fine on my own By the time you get this voicemail, you'll be blocked So don't bother, one thing about me I'ma drop them quicker than bed service They call a boy, I'm cool Still got a second or two Might get caught off like the last one Just in case it didn't go through I just called I just called I just called Cause your mailbox full, I can't call you So I couldn't if I wanted to Yeah, your mailbox full, I can't call you no more