[Refrain: Justine Skye]
You want your ex to see
That's why you’re all over me
Sayin' you need it bad, talkin' mad
You want your ex to see

[Pre-Chorus: Justine Skye]
Boy, you know what you’re doing
Who do you think you're foolin'?
You're lookin' around, you're movin'
Begging me to believe you
Wonderin' if she sees you with me
Wonderin’ if she sees you with me

[Chorus: Justine Skye]
So no I won’t, no thanks
I don't deal with any other second-hand
You ain’t even, you ain't even into me
You just want your, you just want your ex to see, ohh
So I'm okay, I am
It ain't really hard for me to understand
You ain’t even, you ain't even into me
You just want your, you just want your ex to see, ohh

[Refrain: Justine Skye]
You want your ex to see
That's why you're all over me
Sayin' you need it bad, talkin' mad
You want your ex to see
[Pre-Chorus: Justine Skye]
Boy, you know what you're doing
Who do you think you're foolin'?
You're lookin' around, you're movin'
(You're lookin' around, you're movin')
Begging me to believe you
Wonderin' if she sees you with me
Wonderin' if she sees you with me

[Chorus: Justine Skye]
So no I won't, no thanks
I don't deal with any other second-hand
You ain't even, you ain't even into me
You just want your, you just want your ex to see, ohh
So I'm okay, I am
It ain't really hard for me to understand
You ain't even, you ain't even into me
You just want your, you just want your ex to see, ohh

[Bridge: Travis Scott]
Uhh-uhh-uhh, uhh-uhh-uhh
Uh, uhh-uhh, uhh-uhh, uh
Saddled in a ride to nowhere
Ridin' with them rides
Ridin' with them rides, you know it
You know it, yeah
[Verse: Travis Scott]
I always call over
Nights in the back, in the mess
With the [?], walls in the [?]
Pots in the [?] crash in the fender bender
Yeah, I need the [?] on 'em
Dive when I wrist [?] froze on a 'Rari
[?] pause and the [?] and the furs and a binner purse
And I might swerve on it, hurl on it, ooh
I drop a text, yeah
I pass out with my ex, yeah
We all took the X, yeah
We did it for the best
For the sex, for the neck
Down to the S, yeah
We passin' all the red
Writin' for a song when he oughta caught a wreck
Handle for the summer when he oughta caught a wreck
We got it, yeah