🦇🦇O̲s̲o̲b̲a̲ k̲t̲ó̲r̲a̲ j̲a̲k̲o̲ p̲i̲e̲r̲w̲s̲z̲a̲ z̲g̲a̲d̲n̲i̲e̲ j̲a̲k̲a̲ t̲o̲ p̲i̲o̲s̲e̲n̲k̲a̲ d̲o̲s̲t̲a̲n̲i̲e̲ p̲o̲l̲u̲b̲i̲e̲n̲i̲e̲ p̲o̲d̲ q̲u̲i̲z̲e̲m̲🦇🦇A̲ j̲a̲k̲ k̲t̲o̲ś̲ z̲g̲a̲d̲n̲i̲e̲ w̲y̲k̲o̲n̲a̲w̲c̲e̲ t̲o̲ d̲o̲s̲t̲a̲n̲i̲e̲ d̲o̲d̲a̲t̲k̲o̲w̲e̲ p̲o̲l̲u̲b̲i̲e̲n̲i̲e̲ p̲o̲d̲ q̲u̲i̲z̲e̲m̲🦇🦇W̲a̲r̲t̲o̲?🦇🦇M̲y̲ś̲l̲ę̲ ż̲e̲ t̲a̲k̲🦇🦇Tired, blue boy walks my way
Holding a girl's hand
That basic bitch leaves finally
Now I can take her man
Someone told me stay away from things that aren't yours
But was he yours, if he wanted me so bad?🦇🦇N̲i̲e̲ s̲z̲u̲k̲a̲ć̲ z̲ w̲y̲s̲z̲u̲k̲i̲w̲a̲r̲k̲i̲ b̲o̲ w̲a̲s̲ z̲n̲a̲j̲d̲ę̲ i̲ d̲o̲p̲i̲e̲r̲o̲ b̲ę̲d̲z̲i̲e̲🦇🦇C̲z̲a̲s̲a̲m̲i̲ t̲a̲k̲i̲e̲ b̲ę̲d̲e̲ r̲o̲b̲i̲ć̲