[Intro]
Tell him that he doesn't deserve you
If even he tells you "I miss you" (Miss)
He's done that a few times
Fill your cloth with tears
But now you're ready for alcohol
Party instead of pain
You aren't for anyone and

[Chorus]
I found out that you broke up, and now you focus on yourself
Don't let him fuck with you anymore and I'm coming over there
You're not in your feelings, in a car going two hundred
Smoke, drink and when he calls you tell him "I'm sorry"
I found out that you broke up, and now you focus on yourself
Don't let him fuck with you anymore, you're happy when you sleep
You're not in your feelings, in a car going two hundred
Smoke, drink, wеt all my seats

[Verse 1]
Baby, if he calls you, don't pick up
Tell him that hе exchanged you for a lazy girl
That you now have everything and everything that you want
And to the bartender another shot of Tito and I'm not talking about Roja'
Tell him to rest in peace
Flowers for the dead, romance died
I'll give it you until you get tired
And even on the same day I'd give it to her
The nights are now of sex and wine
I'm going to make your sister a few nephews
He played, but he lost like in the casino
You called me and I'm already on the way
Wait for me in your room in your underwear
To eat you out to you as if it were a dining room
A made you believe even in God
He did it to you well, but I did it better
And now that you're more hot he started to look for you
Tell him that it broke like cup made of glass
And everytime he touches you it could end
Me without asking
[Chorus]
I found out that you broke up, and now you focus on yourself
Don't let him fuck with you anymore and I'm coming over there
You're not in your feelings, in a car going two hundred
Smoke, drink and when he calls you tell him "I'm sorry"
I found out that you broke up, and now you focus on yourself
Don't let him fuck with you anymore, you're happy when you sleep
You're not in your feelings, in a car going two hundred
Smoke, drink, wet all my seats

[Verse 2]
And tell him that he's a newspaper from yesturday
He sent a message and you're not going to read it
You're not a little girl anymore, baby, you're a woman
You're not about that, don't let him come fuck around
You dress however you want and what you desire
You have malice, baby, you're not that innocent anymore
And if this were a novel, you are the villain
And if you were Eva, I'd eat the apple
Private on social media, she doesn't ask for much
Just that we do it in bed
You know that I'm your devil and your saint, without saying much

[Chorus]
I found out that you broke up, and now you focus on yourself
Don't let him fuck with you anymore, you're happy when you sleep
You're not in your feelings, in a car going two hundred
Smoke, drink, wet all my seats