Ex Boyfriend Wynne

[Chorus]
Okay, where you at? You looking like my next ex boyfriend
Don't mean to disturb you, but it's time to take you off the bench
Let's not waste a minute, all good things come to an end
But I promise when we breakup that we still gonna be the best of friends (Please don't ruin this for me)

[Post-Chorus]
Let me teach you how to treat a biddie
You can pull it out, put it on my titties
FaceTiming 'til I'm back in your city
I'll miss you and you'll miss me

[Verse 1]
I'll even let you hit it at the rest stop
You can pick it up wherе you left off
Icon, put me on a desktop
Nеxt three months, I'ma be your little sex pot
Hand around my neck like an ascot
'Til I gotta go, I gotta blast off
You want a pic so you can jack off
If your memory good, you don't really need a mascot
We don't gotta stress
Boy, you a star when you say it with your chest
I be running back to our texts
When I let you go, I'ma be a mess