I want somebody who don't like nobody ('body, 'body)
I want somebody who don't like to party (party, party)
Sit in the crib and sip a hot toddy (toddy, toddy)
Sit in the kitchen and whip up a salad (salad, salad)
Sick of these niggas, they say I'm attractin' ('tractin', 'tractin')
They wanna chill with the main attraction

It must've hurt
When I rubbed your fuckin' face down in the dirt
Know it might look new to you, but I did it first
Pussy berserk, I made him pay for all my merch
Put 'em in a hearse (oh)
I want somebody who don't like nobody
Not a social butterfly
I want somebody who don't like to party
They just wanna get in my thighs
I want somebody who quiet
I'm on a brand new diet
I hear these niggas be talkin' that talk
But all of these niggas be lyin' (oh)

I want somebody who don't like nobody ('body, 'body)
I want somebody who don't like to party (party, party)
Sit in the crib and sip a hot toddy (toddy, toddy)
Sit in the kitchen and whip up a salad (salad, salad)
Sick of these niggas, they say I'm attractin' (tractin', 'tractin')
They wanna chill with the main attraction

I'm in deep, I'm antisocial
Don't touch me, don't rush me
Can't trust none of these bitches or niggas
Leavin' hearts below pictures
All y'all undercover lovers
On my dick from a distance
Thought I wouldn't do the distance
Junglepussy make a difference
Hatin' on me, bitch it makes sense
She just wanna be my best friend (oh)
She tryna generate my birth chart
These bitches want me to make sense
They should just make a salad
I'd rather go and write a ballad
Chillin' in my Fenty Savage (oh)

I want somebody who don't like nobody ('body, 'body)
I want somebody who don't like to party (party, party)
Sit in the crib and sip a hot toddy (toddy, toddy)
Sit in the kitchen and whip up a salad (salad, salad)
Sick of these niggas, they say I'm attractin' (tractin', 'tractin')
They wanna chill with the main attraction (oh)

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Writer(s): Shayna McHayle