Let me tell you bout boy number one
Had the face of a model was a billionaire’s son
Rollin' down the street in his blacked out Benz
Said we’re going to the club gonna meet up with your friends
Order bottle service poppin' champagne
3 A.M. and it’s getting real late
Then he looks at me and says by the way
I think I might’ve made a mistake
My wallet’s in the pocket of the coat
That’s hanging on my bedroom door
I've heard this shit before
Then he said let’s not stress about it cause
I know this night is one you can afford
Can't deal with this no more
Your kind of love keeps stressing me out
It’s a no good love and I just want out
Your kind of love keeps breaking me down
It’s a no good love and I just want out
Just want out, just want out
No good love and I just want out
Let me tell you bout boy number two
I was trying something different from the fast paced dude
Hair cut short in a suit and tie
The take you home to
Mama meet my boyfriend kind of guy
Bragging to me bout his harvard degree
How he’s the governor's grandson
And he talks to me about chemistry
But, bab, y I know we ain't got none
Graduated from a college so prestigious even got a four point o
I didn't even go
He didn't understand that I make music
All my late nights in the studio
Guess how this story goes
Your kind of love keeps stressing me out
It’s a no good love and I just want out
Your kind of love keeps breaking me down
It’s a no good love and I just want out
Just want out, just want out
No good love and I just want out
Moving on to three, four, five
It’s a feeling that I can't describe
Can he show up?
I’m just looking for that good love
Moving on to three, four, five
It’s a feeling that I can't describe
Can he show up?
I’m just looking for that good love
Your kind of love keeps stressing me out
It’s a no good love and I just want out
Your kind of love keeps breaking me down
It’s a no good love and I just want out
Just want out, just want out
No good love and I just want out
