Problem - My Ex lyrics

Damn I feel like f*cking my ex, f*cking my ex, f*cking my ex, my b**h trippin Damn I feel like f*cking my ex, f*cking my ex, f*cking my ex, my b**h trippin Damn I feel like f*cking my ex, f*cking my ex, f*cking my ex, my b**h trippin Damn I feel like f*cking my ex, f*cking my ex, f*cking my ex, my b**h trippin Last time I see my ex she was at a ride, heads up, face cute, body holding tight When we were together yeah we had all the fights Arguing everyday bout damn show f*ck ain't nice My new thang yeah we arguing too though, but that b**h don't f*ck me like you though Mommy used to my numero uno, I'm drunk in this speech, where you at, what you do though? Damn I feel like f*cking my ex, f*cking my ex, f*cking my ex, my b**h trippin Damn I feel like f*cking my ex, f*cking my ex, f*cking my ex, my b**h trippin Damn I feel like f*cking my ex, f*cking my ex, f*cking my ex, my b**h trippin Damn I feel like f*cking my ex, f*cking my ex, f*cking my ex, my b**h trippin My girl tripping, I don't give a f*ck She a text message away from being dumped Always on me, telling about I'm cheating Going through phone every time a n***a sleeping Yes straight beasting, all alone n***a, hacking my Facebook, stalking on my Twitter She ain't never all, she be on all sides, and if ain't with her she gonna call all night But no I know my ex, she knows what's up, I'm a hit her up, hopefully she'll let me f*ck Even though we're in the bed, and I'm sipping on this liquor, cause... But you boy you kinda miss her, miss her Damn I feel like f*cking my ex, f*cking my ex, f*cking my ex, my b**h trippin Damn I feel like f*cking my ex, f*cking my ex, f*cking my ex, my b**h trippin Damn I feel like f*cking my ex, f*cking my ex, f*cking my ex, my b**h trippin Damn I feel like f*cking my ex, f*cking my ex, f*cking my ex, my b**h trippin I ain't really trying to f*ck no random girl tonight I'd rather f*ck something I'm gonna like Somebody say it's wrong but it feels so right Yeah, So right, feeling so right, called on my ex she ain't putting no fight A n***a... low, she's been texting all night said her man's out of town like a s**y dawn night When I jump back in I'm a show off, take her clothes off, then... touch off My girl texting back the bag straight going off Put up to my ex hot... turn my phone off Damn I feel like f*cking my ex, f*cking my ex, f*cking my ex, my b**h trippin Damn I feel like f*cking my ex, f*cking my ex, f*cking my ex, my b**h trippin Damn I feel like f*cking my ex, f*cking my ex, f*cking my ex, my b**h trippin Damn I feel like f*cking my ex, f*cking my ex, f*cking my ex, my b**h trippin Problem, yeah, I didn't mean to