Cry Baby

Hey, that’s a pretty good meatball!
She said this wouldn’t work, all the other gotta make her twerk
'Cuz I’m out here in pajamas gettin' friendly with the mamas
I’m not trying to sound corny
But all these pics of your ass are gettin' me horny
I miss the days of me in your selfies
Now all you do is send pics of you wealthy
I don’t even wanna be around you no more
All you do is make me frown 'cuz you’re a whore
I’m 'bout to walk out of the door, snore (snore)
I bet you don’t love anyone
You’re the only one being frowned upon
Didn’t want to talk shit about you but
Everything you did lead to another clue
You really fucked me up, feels like I’m a bug in a cup
Every tear I drop is a pain in my chest
It needs to stop with the pop of a Glock
What do you mean, I don’t spend enough time?
I lost my nine-to-five just to make you mine
Where did I go last night?
It’s a Saturday with the boys going to the bar
What did you do to my fucking car?
You keyed it 'cuz I wasn’t home before seven thirty?
I’m tired of your shit, leave my house no later than tomorrow morning