[Verse 1]
She's bitchy, she really is though. Attitudes a little bit shitty. Gonna take her to the city. She talk shit on girls, just for bein' pretty. Why you like that? (Huh?) From the look oh God I can tell she didn't like that. (Like that) From the look I can tell she didn't like that. Wild as hell, thank God I didn't write that. She gotta fat ass though. Pretty in the face but man she's psycho. Still i'd pipe though. For a second I was thinking this was gonna be my hoe

[PRE-Chorus]
But I can't do it, baby. You had your chance and blew it, baby. Swear this ain't the music, baby. I'm really sayin' screw it, baby

[Chorus]
Cuz bitch you crazy, swear that bitch you crazy. Can't fuck with you lately, the shit you do 'maze me. Jealous shit don't faze me, and that's why, I can't fuck with my ex (Can't fuck with my, can't fuck with, can't fuck with, can't fuck with my ex) That's why. (That's why, can't fuck my) Can't even fuck with my ex

[VERSE 2]
So tell me again, how they all just friends though. (Say that dumb shit one more time) 'Cuz in was in there fuckin' when we were in the friend-zone. (You remember?) You can try to lie, but you can't lie to me though. I been a player, I know the tricks, I been fucking these hoe's. You wan't me to try ?. (Huh?) Bitch, what? You must notta' known, but your other man just called up my phone. To tell me what the fuck's been goin' on. (See that bitch is called a hoe) Now what? Cuz I'm not suprised, all the nights you said you was tired, never can get up in the mornin', but you stayin' up all the God Damned night on FaceTime. (What a bitch) You wastin' Trace time. Don't try that fake cry. Just wish you were the best. (Not really) But I got some advice.(Advice) But don't you forget, that's a reason your ex is an ex
(Jesus Christ, leave me the fuck alone. Stop showing up, stop calling me, stop texting me. Leave me alone, God Damnit, I'm done!)

[Chorus]
Cuz bitch you crazy, swear that bitch you crazy. Can't fuck with you lately, the shit you do 'maze me. Jealous shit don't faze me, and that's why, I can't fuck with my ex (Can't fuck with my, can't fuck with, can't fuck with, can't fuck with my ex) That's why. (That's why, can't fuck my) Can't even fuck with my ex. That's why. (That's why, can't fuck my) Can't even fuck with my ex

[OUTRO]
(Aye Trace?) (What's up?) (These hoe's bro, they so dumb bro. Man, all I wan't's another ?, bro. Whatchu want?) (That's what I'm saying, more 0's, less L's and damn sure no ex's this year.)