Ft. Charlie Puth

(Chorus: Charlie Puth)
(Whoaaaaa-oh!) I'm facin' the bottle 
(Whoaaaaa-oh!) Fo' all of my problems
(Whoaaaaa-oh!) These Instagram models 
(Whoaaaaa-oh!) Are nothin' but trouble
(Whoaaaaa-oh!) She's goin' away now
(Whoaaaaa-oh!) I'm goin' full throttle
(Whoaaaaa-oh!) All these Instagram models
(Whoaaaaa-oh!) I said they're nothin' but trouble

(Verse: Lil Wayne)
When I met her she was out fo' luv
Yeah, I bought her leather and sum' diamond studs
Damn, when I met her she was molly'd up
Fuck it, I said 'Whateva' cause I'm not a judge
No, all my niggas say she's not what's up
Uh, I considered it but not enough
Uh, she just wanted to be popular
Uh, she just wanted 10.000 followers
Oh. she posted, she posted, she posted
They like it, they like it, repost it
She party promotin', she hostin'
She posin', legs open, provokin'
It got my head smokin'
I tried to act like I don't notice
Emotions, emotions, emotions, lawd

(Chorus: Charlie Puth)

(Verse 2: Lil Wayne)
I had to leave that hoe alone and get my mind right
I had to go talk to my friends, I had to find Christ
Lawd, I had to, open up my eyes and find light
I was so green and all she wanted was that limelight
Lawd I, was so blinded by her highlights
She had me not checkin' my DM's neither my likes
Oh what, ya modelin' ma? Knock yoself out
Open my heart to ya when ya lock yoself out
When I met her she was posse'd up
In the section holdin' bottles up
Oh, she just wanted to be popular
Oh she just wanted 10.000 followers

(Bridge : Charlie Puth)
I should have known from the very start
That ya weren't after my foolish heart
No, ya liar, liar, liar girl
Ya got the world thinkin' you're a star
But ya, you're not who ya say ya are
I'm dyin' dyin', dyin', girl

(Chorus: Charlie Puth)