[Intro]
Oh I don't need the metronome bro
(It's this girl)

[Verse 1]
She lives next door, to the store that I loiter at
We talk every night, she cry to me about her guy
And if we text I get [bad word] when I get no reply
I know that she's the key to love
She is who I'm thinking of when I am beating Richard up
To mental images her face look
The closest that I got is when I'm poking her on Facebook
Video chats are so exciting
Cause it's like she is inviting me to her world full of privacy
I'm getting gassed up, I think she's liking me
She's gullible and I just wanna take it like a pirate
I see her in class
Not really two doors down but in anytime that I pass
To take a [bad word] in a stall, I picture us in the hall
Locking lips on the wall, her hand grabbing my [bad word] My left hand on her [bad word]  oh my [bad word] s getting hard
From thoughts of dating this [bad word] Her name is my passwords, [bad word] 
[Verse 2]
All my niggas got they [bad word] and stuff
But all the [bad word] they [bad word]  are known as [bad word] and [bad word] But she special, I know to y'all [bad word] off as rough
But I'm the nicest to her, and I just want to concur
relation, I want the cheesy dates at the movies
And stupid walks on the beach, and sharing straws in a cup
I never had that, so when we holding hands walking home
I look past that, the fact that she's [bad word] guys that I hate
But, things are looking great cut copy
Last time we talk she said that her relationship was Rocky (Action)
Now that Mr. [bad word] is gone, there's no one that can stop me
From bagging her, I got these tickets to the Roxy
Next day metro's taking me home
I see her in a car at Wendy's, but she's not alone
Who's that guy? Wait, why the [bad word] he 'bout to kiss [bad word] to find out she got back with her [bad word]  [bad word]  [bad word] 
[Verse 3]
She's so pretty, [bad word] self pity, I feel so [bad word] I wanna text her in a jealous rage
But if she reply to say anything, I'mma smile I know
What do I do with myself, sit in my room for some days
Play Xbox and piles full of wet socks? [bad word] that

[Verse 4]
My [bad word] ask, "Ace, what happened to such and such?"
I could smother her name, and then tell him I probably [bad word] Or I could tell him the [bad word]  and just say she ain't like me much
But instead I lie and say she moved to Nebraska