I got five pretty girls around me
They ain't finna lie to you, no, they ain't been like you no
So can we go back in time?
Go back when everything was fine between us
It was alright between us, whoa
They ain't been like you no, so can we go back in time? (Whoa)
Whoa-oh-oh
I miss when we would wake up, make love, break up, same day
They don't make 'em like you no more, I'm still stuck on my same ways
I get mad when you do that but behind curtains, do the same thing
You be watching everything I do, every single move like a gameplay
Pretty girls, they disguised as the devil
And your new man he not on my level
Me and you know that I just do it better
Your new nigga mad 'cause you cannot forget him
I gotta make the time for you
Got too many hoes that be on my schedule
Back then I was the last option
But now that I'm up, you wan' make me feel special
If you gon' play me at least hide it better
I might just fuck up on your friend and say she ride it better
Know you got hoes and I got hoes, but we just lie together
And we on no contact, but I know that, you, mine's forever
Toxic
What do you know about showing that effort but she don't show nothing?
That's toxic
What do y'all know about y'all talkin' shit behind backs?
That shit be toxic
What do you know about cuttin' em off when you did 'em wrong?
That's toxic
What do you know about gettin' mad when they move on?
That's toxic
Fucking with somebody else to get over me girl you (toxic)
Talkin' shit to all ya friends like I did you wrong, that's (toxic)
Lying to my face and backin' it up, girl, you (toxic)
What do you know about getting mad when they move on?
That's toxic
I got pretty hoes
I got Bella, I got Bri, Ari and Selena
I got Gabby, I got Jay, Mari and Sabrina
I got black, I got White, Asian and Latina
They all some bad fucking pretty girls
I miss when we would wake up, make love, break up, same day
They don't make 'em like you no more, I'm still stuck on my same ways
I get mad when you do that but behind curtains, do the same thing
You be watching everything I do, every single move like a gameplay
I miss when we would wake up, make love, break up, same day
They don't make 'em like you no more, I'm still stuck on my same ways
I get mad when you do that but behind curtains, do the same thing
You be watching everything I do, every single move like a gameplay
(Pretty girls, they disguised as the devil)
(And ya new man he not on my level)
(I might just fuck up on your friend and say she ride it better)
(Me and you know that I just do it better)
(Ya new nigga mad 'cause you cannot forget him)
(And we on no contact, but I know that you mine's forever)
I will block you Glo, bro, Gomez, Glomez, the fuck
Whatever your name is