Break me, break me, break me down
Make me, make me stay around
Do somethin’ I like, baby, come get me right
Leave me wanting more and more
Hole in my heart, you left me see through
These days, I got no one to speak to
I heard you got a man, that couldn’t be true
‘Cause it ain’t been that long, it’s only week two
You blowin’ up my phone, you wanna argue
And tell me about the bitches that I fucked with
The nigga right before mе must’ve scarred you
It sound like you just got a guilty consciеnce
You point the finger at me and it’s four back
You cheat and then you put me on the guilt trip
That watch you got, I know you couldn’t afford that
Your car’s paid and you ain’t got a pink slip
I don’t ever wanna see your DMs
I don’t ever wanna catch you cheatin’
I wonder if you studied gaslighting
‘Cause that’s what I think you need a degree in
Break me, break me, break me down
Make me, make me stay around
Do somethin’ I like, baby, come get me right
Leave me wanting more and more
Bet you thought you ’bout to break me down
Stress me out, bet you hate me now
You was only tryna lock me down, you got options now
They couldn’t match my style
At first, I didn’t wanna leave, we was a team
Lying, making me believe it’s only me
You was throwin’ it around community
You pull up when I’m movin’ on and cause a scene
And I’ma make sure you don’t forget it
Whatever you start, I’m gonna finish
Break me, break me, break me down
Make me, make me stay around
Do somethin’ I like, baby, come get me right
Leave me wanting more and more
Bet you thought you ’bout to break me down
Stress me out, bet you hate me now
You was only tryna lock me down, you got options now
They couldn’t match my style
Couldn’t match my style, break me
Couldn’t match my style, break me
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