Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I think she likes me [Uh
Think she wanna play with me [Want her, want her
Says she wants the best for me [She want-
But then she got the worst of me [Okay, okay]
It was going nicely [Going Nicely
Then she called me a hypebeast
[She called me a hypebeast
That’s just not okay with me
[That’s just not okay with me
Had to throw that b#tch away, you see
I don’t think she likes me, she likes Nikes
And taking her to dinner, [Oh, no] going nightly
But every time I’m with her, it gets pricey
No good for my psyche
And it’s high-key
I don’t think she likes me [Oh no
Thought she was a wifey [Oh, no no
I don’t wanna date her
[I don’t wanna date her
If she don’t make me pay her
Chinese girl, we were getting boba
She thinks I’m cute, she’s liking all my photos
I read her mind, like I’m f#cking Yoda
Now I’m driving back to her place in
Aye, what?
‘Bout to hop on a jet but they won’t hold my bags
So just drop me off next, yeah
Tell you what, gonna fly far from home
Take some shots on my phone that I’m not gonna post
No, no I’m not gonna post them
I got lots of stuff, so I will never show them
Everything is different when you know you wrote them
But it’s cool yeah, I’m about to show them
I don’t think she likes me, she likes Nikes
And taking her to dinner, [Oh, no] going nightly
But every time I’m with her, it gets pricey
No good for my psyche
And it’s high-key
I don’t think she likes me [Oh no
Thought she was a wifey [Oh, no no
I don’t wanna date her
[I don’t wanna date her
If she don’t make me pay her
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Zukoe Lyrics – Boba