Boy Toy

All I did was swap one loser for the next—still dumb enough to think love's worth the stress. But nah, next time I see you, I’m swingin’ first, stomp your toys, burn your bikes, kiss your brittle pride—put you in the dirt. Trading one prick for another—lessons not learned, bitch, I’m the stubborn dog who keeps chasing, keeps getting burned. Grow up, get a job, or get the fuck outta my face— I’m done trading dicks, dreaming of love in this disgrace. Had me believing I finally found my back, but you're just another spine-less punk with a cheap-ass act. *Chorus:* I ride for you in these streets, watch me cover every crack, Shut down every lame trying to throw shade, I got your back. But when I’m gone, where you at? Talk shit like a coward, Call me names, take my stuff—knew you couldn't last an hour. Big-ass baby, living life like it’s a joke, Knockoff wannabe—I’m done with your broke smoke. All I did was trade one prick for the next— Same lame, same tricks, guess I’m just vexed. Grow up or get ghosted—bike grease ain’t love, And the only thing you feel is all these drugs. *Verse Two:* You all Fetty Wopped out, can’t even stand tall, Always messing up my vibe, boo, why you gotta stall? Talk to me like trash when your crew’s all around, But behind closed doors, I’m the one holding you down. Disrespect me daily, like I’m three feet small, Damn, I’m the biggest dumb bitch, giving love to a wall. Built you a pedestal? I’m kicking that shit down, Watch your fake-ass throne crumble, I’ll take back my crown. *Chorus:* All I did was trade one prick for the next— Same dick, same tricks, same stupid disrespect. Grow up or get ghosted—bike grease ain’t love, And the only thing you feel is the bitterness from above. *Verse Three:* You play with knockoff hoes, like they ain't disposable, While I’m out here building empires, breaking the unbreakable. Tinker with your wheels, should be fixin’ your brain