Oh, you think you're worth all the fuss? You think a bitch is settled like the dust, but I'm out of here There's not a man on Earth that I'll trust You can keep the image of my butt as a souvenir Unfortunately, you made the mistake of underestimatin' me Coulda, shoulda, woulda but you did it, ha It's a therapist you need Coulda, shoulda, would've, fuck it Little boy, who you think you're talkin' to? Please, don't think that the sex is gonna cloud my view 'Cause I'm done toleratin' bullshit Give you my love, and you don't know what to do with it Little boy, who you, who you think you're talkin' to? Please, don't think that the sex is gonna cloud my view 'Causе I'm done toleratin' bullshit Give you my lovе, and you don't know what to do with it Women hold the weight of the world But you still talk down and call me little girl, I hate that shit It's a no if she needs to be coerced My body's not an object or dessert, I am not your bitch I am not your bitch, wanna see me switch? Get psycho like they say I am Scared of me, you flinch, I don't need your inches Y'all in my mentions, I feel fuckboy rich Think you're slick? I burn bridges quick I won't sacrifice my humanity, sanity for the dick, I won't Unfortunately, you made the mistake of underestimatin' me Coulda, shoulda, woulda but you did it, ha It's a therapist you need Coulda, shoulda, would've, fuck it Little boy, who you think you're talkin' to? Please, don't think that the sex is gonna cloud my view 'Cause I'm done toleratin' bullshit Give you my love, and you don't know what to do with it Little boy, who you, who you think you're talkin' to? Please, don't think that the sex is gonna cloud my view 'Cause I'm done toleratin' bullshit Give you my love, and you don't know what to do with it Little boy, who you, who you think you're talkin' to? Who you think you're talkin' to? Little boy, who you, who you think you're talkin' to? Who you think you're talkin' to? (Hey grandpa, drop the beat)

I remember when I was just a little boy, I thought I would never grow up, grow up I was sitting there playing with toys, but we all grow up up up up up Yeah we all grow up up up up up, and I know it sucks sucks sucks sucks sucks But we all grow up up up up up, ahh ooh We all grow up, broke as fuck Tryna get money, but no luck Tryna get a job, but no luck What in the cluster fuck And I know Im getting old And my time is ticking on And the time keep ticking Ima ticking time bomb I remember when I was just a little boy, I thought I would never grow up, grow up I was sitting there playing with toys, but we all grow up up up up up Yeah we all grow up up up up up, and I know it sucks sucks sucks sucks sucks But we all grow up up up up up, ahh ooh We grew up way too fast, we moving way too slow We cry and then we laugh, when there's nowhere to go Im traveling this path, Just following the road And I know I know I know, that I don't fucking know I been there, I done that, I seen that, I did this Itzartem just killed it, and you are the witness And I know Im getting old And my time is ticking on And the time keep ticking Ima ticking time bomb I remember when I was just a little boy, I thought I would never grow up, grow up I was sitting there playing with toys, but we all grow up up up up up Yeah we all grow up up up up up, and I know it sucks sucks sucks sucks sucks But we all grow up up up up up, ahh ooh

Heartbreaker, hip shaker, troublemaker Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah That's the boy I'm waiting for 'Cause he'll grow up someday I know he treats me mean, but he's 17 He thinks he's gotta act that way Oh yeah, he's a Heartbreaker, hip shaker, troublemaker Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Don't you know he winks his eye At every girl he sees, yeah? He's a flirt, all right, he stays out all night They call him Mr. B A D But I don't care, I love that boy From the very first time I kissed him So I have to wait until He gets it out of his system Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh yeah, he's a Heartbreaker, hip shaker, troublemaker Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah That's the boy I'm waiting for 'Cause he'll grow up someday I know he treats me mean, but he's 17 He thinks he's gotta act that way Oh yeah, he's a Don't you know he winks his eye At every girl he sees, yeah? He's a flirt, all right, he stays out all night They call him Mr. B A D Oh yeah, he's a Heartbreaker, hip shaker, troublemaker Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Heartbreaker, hip shaker, troublemaker Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Heartbreaker, hip shaker, troublemaker Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah