Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Oh-oh
Who cares what I think
But I think you’re too bad for him
You settled for life lowkey
But you was made for big screens
And magazines
Oh
Ooh
You walk in the room and draw attention
And I do think he had the right intentions
I just think you’re too bad for him, bad for him
You gon’ end up feeling trapped with him
Woah, woah, woah
Woah
Woah
Woah
Trapped with him
Trapped with him
Ooh, oh
Ooh
Ooh
You’re gon’ end up feeling trapped with him
Trapped with him
Trapped with him
Oh, all that posting talking, never worked
On and on, girl, you had me stuck
Never thought that I’m run out of luck
Funny how we didn’t even get to fuck
You’re gon’ end up feeling trapped with him
Trapped with him
Oh, yeah
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh
Oh-oh-oh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh
Yeah
Oh yeah, yeah
You’re gon’ end up feeling trapped with him
Ooh
Ooh-ooh