Lies are fall in place, station with material 
Class it’s over and I’m sittin’ here waitin’
I’m with your friends, they know that we’re datin’
Can’t be serious, you always jokin’
Stole that man, I think that they’re smokin’
You see my friends a wak 
And then you say you sorry 
Say you text me, you never text me back 
All the boys come here with the same old story
All you seem to do it’s chill
Me in the park, spendin’ like ________(?)
From every town down here 
It’s like we know that we will set the party 
Wish you were so hot tho
Wish you let me take you carry on 
Ha, see what I got 
I tell you it’s the boy friend material 
Boy friend material
It’s not you, it’s me
To many fisher to me 
Ha, you deserve better than me 
Everybody find someone with every doubly
And maybe he will take carry on
I’m not a player but I still won’t marry her 
And I only get harry her, I’m from smary her 
And I’m fuckin’ hate her  
And you know I am mad allergic
Move you, I need my space in the area
Your box begin like a toil in the serial 
I’m really not boyfriend material 
BF, boy friend material, 
Same old room and you don’t even see me 
Sittin’ here, you have lunch, you come to me 
You look mad, good to me assembly 
On biology class, you made the smaller presentation 
I’m drivin’ crazy when I look at your ass
And fantasize about make a conversation 
All I see you make is work 
I work so hard, so I never get to party 
 But you still with that jerk 
Hangin’ out and fool, said it’s chillin’ with this smarty 
I guess I’m not so hot thou, license is full for your lesson on the stereo 
Wish you give a shot, yo 
I think I might be boyfriend material 
[Bf, boy friend material
BFM, boy friend material] x 3