​boyfriend lyrics

[Intro: mental]
Yeah, uh, uh

[Verse 1: mental]
(#NOVAGANG)
"I would never trip over stupid sh*t"
That's what I said before I tripped over some stupid sh*t
Pockets green so I had to put the blue in it
He don't know who prblm is, I had to clue him in
He don't know who Dorian is, I had to let him know
You can't change a thing you did, the past is set in stone
You can change the future though, just find a stepping stone
They don't speak my language though, they need Rosetta Stone
Commitment issues, I'm steppin' nine toes
I got a boyfriend, I don't like hoes
Yes, I got some new swag, you can't bite those
I got a boyfriend, I don't like hoes
And I put some new rocks up on my toes
And I put some new rocks up on my teeth
Yeah, they glisten, you can see 'em when I speak
I'm just chillin', made a livin' sellin' beats

[Verse 2: FearDorian]
And she got my Insta blocked, but she still look at my Tweets
(#NOVAGANG)
Wake up, [?] a pack, go to sleep and then repeat
My girlfriend got OCD so I left the room neat
I don't even know if she got OCD, I probably should not have said that on the beat
You're probably like, "What is this beat?" but when I made it, I was tweaked
I feel like Xavier 'cause my eyes low and I can't see
I got carats on my teeth, but I hate carrots, I can't see
If you tryna take this serious, what do you see in me?
If you take my craft serious, then go and buy a beat
I feel like I'm colorblind because I only see the green
Get your boyfriend out the green room 'cause he wasn't on the team
How did you see [?] in the green room and you didn't say a thing
[Verse 3: tenkay]
Smokin' different strands to keep my head high (#NOVAGANG)
Had the roof under the rain, but kept my head high
It's 3 AM, I'm in the trap watching them berries fly
Countin' up this goth money while listenin' to When Doves Cry
If this yo' b*tch, why she wake up in my bed? Why (Why)
I had to lay that ho down like a bedtime
Why the f*ck is you even with that b*tch knowin' she [passed down?]
Why the f*ck you in the club touchin' girls knowin' they passed out?
Me and mental walk up in the spot and all the hoes pass out
And I throw these f*cking racks out, she gon' pull her racks out
I got too much money in the bank, lets go and put some cash out
My neighbors can't sleep when I smoke, yes, it's that loud
I'm so-oh f*cking pretty like a girl in a magazine
With these mags, I could make yo' self fold like a magazine
Smell those drugs when I p*ss, man, it's hard for me to keep it clean
Left yo' b*tch at the curb and say sorry that's what it had to be
Don't worry, you gon' get your turn, but it's always gon' be after me