Ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ooh Yeah If I could go back to that day we met I probably would just stay in bed You run your mouth all over town And this one goes out to the sound Of breaking glass on my Range Rover Pay me back, good bitch, it's over All the presents I would send Fuck my friends behind my shoulder Next time, I'ma stay asleep Yeah I pray the Lord my soul to keep Uh, yeah And you got me thinking lately Being too crazy And nothing's ever good enough I wrote a little song for your echo Like, don't break me Fuck, so fucking done with you, girl So fucking done with all the games you play I ain't no dictator Say the X and O's on another note I'm done Break me Fuck, so fucking done with you, girl So say the X and O's on another note I'm gross Ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ooh Ooh If I could go back to that day we met I probably would've stayed in bed You wake up every day And make me feel like I'm incompetent Designer shoes, Xanax tabs Compliments your makeup bag You never had to buy yourself a dress Cause everybody want to top that ass And you got me thinking lately Being too crazy And nothing's ever good enough I wrote a little song for your echo Like, don't break me Fuck, so fucking done with you, girl So fucking done with all the games you play I ain't no dictator Say the X and O's on another note I'm done Break me Fuck, so fucking done with you, girl So say the X and O's on another note I'm gross Ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, ooh Ooh If I could go back to that day we met I probably would've stayed in bed And nothing's ever good enough I wrote a little song for your echo Like, don't break me Fuck, so fucking done with you, girl So fucking done with all the games you play I ain't no dictator Say the X and O's on another note I'm done Break me Fuck, so fucking done with you, girl So say the X and O's on another note I'm gross So say the X and O's on another note