[Chorus: Lil Dijon]
I just can't love me
You don't have to be so lonely
Why do I feel fucking nauseous?
I think that you might be my type
I just can't love me
You are my holy
Shawty, I just can't deny it
I think that you might be my type

[Verse 1: Obi Ill Terrors]
Flame on out the window
Superman, he a dingo
Young Henny in a Supra, zooped up
And it go ring-da-ding-ding-ding (Oi)
Bah-deh-dom-bom-bom
If it don't make money, change the motherfuckin' song, aye
All you gronks need a wrist watch
But you still lames you got ripped off
Cowboy, yeah I'm Bebop
Couple words make this bitch bop
I got laid off a Depop (Shh)
See my horns, I'm a demon
She a sign, she neon
I die, I'm too gone
[Pre-Chorus: Obi Ill Terrors, Lil Dijon]
Holy fucking shit, I fell in love with her
Yeah, I love her, she a doob
We have beef, but it's good
Holy fucking shit, I think I fucked it up
Ring-da-ding-ding-ding
Bah-deh-dom-bom-bom (I think that you might be my type)

[Chorus: Lil Dijon]
I just can't love me
You don't have to be so lonely
Why do I feel fucking nauseous?
I think that you might be my type
I just can't love me
You are my holy
Shawty, I just can't deny it
I think that you might be my type

[Verse 2: Marty Bugatti]
Seesaw (Seesaw), money rockin' like a seesaw
Sea salt, I get chips, yeah, they sea salt
I cannot pretend that I got plans, yeah
I cannot pretend that I'm your friend, yeah
All I see is food by the gram
I took flight like a young Peter Pan
Shawty got wet like a boat (Like a boat)
She call my name when I'm down her- (Woah)
[Pre-Chorus: Marty Bugatti]
Holy fucking shit, I fell in love with her
Yeah, I love her, she a doob
We have beef, but it's good
Holy fucking shit, I think I fucked it up
Ring-da-ding-ding-ding
Bah-deh-dom-bom-bom, aye

[Bridge: Lil Dijon]
I just can't love me
You don't have to be so lonely
Shawty, I just can't deny it
I think that you might be my type

[Chorus: Lil Dijon]
I just can't love me
You don't have to be so lonely
Why do I feel fucking nauseous
I think that you might be my type
I just can't love me
You are my holy
Shawty, I just can't deny it
I think that you might be my type