3, 2, 1
My boys being sus, he was shady enough
But now he's just a shadow
My boy loves his friends like I love my split ends
And by that I mean he cuts them off
My boy, my boy, my boy
Don't love me like he promised
My boy, my boy, my boy
My boy, they ain't a man, seriously, I ain't honest
My boy's being sus, and he don't know how to cuss
He just sounds like he's trying to be his father
My boy's an ugly crier, but he's such a pretty liar
And by that I mean he said he'd change
My boy
My boy, my boy, my boy
Don't love me like he promised
My boy, my boy, my boy
They ain't a man, seriously, I ain't honest
My boy
My, my boy, my friend
I love, I, I love, I, I love
I love, I, I love, I, I love


All right, dude, go trip over a knife.
You want me to be yours?
Well, then you got to be mine.
And if you want a good girl, then goodbye.
You want me to be yours?
Well, then you got to be mine.
And if you want a good girl, then goodbye.