Token - Fuck Him lyrics

Token [Benjamin Goldberg]

[Token - Fuck Him lyrics]

Yeah, just got home, man
Just thinkin' about this girl, and
Her fuckin' boyfriend, heh, uh

He play sports, I don't
He got abs and more, I don't
He got girls galore, I don't
And she love him, well repeat
After me when I say, "Fuck him"
Fuck him
Repeat after me when I say, "Fuck him"
Fuck him, fuck him

Man, I don't know how I feel about this girl
I've just been feelin' somethin' different
Every time I seem to be around this girl
And every time I see her with him
I just wanna be here leanin' down to hurl, hm
I barely see him talk
I know he decide he tellin'
Her she needs a jock
I wanna be her reality check
Repeating knocks on her door
Tell her she's beautiful
And she should leave it locked
Until a nice guy comes along
Hey wait, I'm a nice guy
What the fuck is wrong?
We just talked like once
I told her joke by nonsense
She pretended to laugh
And really didn't mean it later
When she got it she looked back at me
She didn't think I happened to see
I fuckin' saw but there was nothin' wrong
She went back on 'em like
His football jersey tightly on
And I began to write this song

He play sports, I don't
He got abs and more, I don't
He got girls galore, I don't
And she love him, well repeat
After me when I say, "Fuck him"
Fuck him
Repeat after me when I say, "Fuck him"
Fuck him, fuck him

Yeah, she got that really
Really, really, really, really pretty face
Don't look slutty, barely any makeup
Just enough to fit my taste
An amazing smile
Type of girl you'd rather kiss and
Let her jack you off
But he rather play basketball
He rather play ball so
Careless and Richtown's puppet
And brainwashed by parents
But she got a head on her shoulders
They pep talk and clone her
She gets jocks for closures
So she's left not a loner
And smells great, and when she walks by
I breathe it up
And I don't know if I believe in love
But I can hardly see descendin'
I stare at her 'Til she catches me
And I start to feel some tension
I'm lookin' hard in her direction
Easy to see her breasts
But her heart is my 'tention
She ain't starvin' for attention
No motherfuckin' hunger
And type of ass you would
Pay money to sit under, uh

He play sports, I don't
He got abs and more, I don't
He got girls galore, I don't
And she love him, well repeat
After me when I say, "Fuck him"
Fuck him
Repeat after me when I say, "Fuck him"
Fuck him, fuck him

I just don't get it
I'ma stay devoted to somethin' different
He does the same as everyone and gets admired
And popularity was never needed
But maybe I say that because I
Was never capable to achieve it
But she's different like a motherfucker
But every other girl's a carbon
Copy of each other
I see similarities between us
I been different all my life
So I don't care, that might be enough
To confront her and say it
But before I talk to her
I need to talk to myself
And just cover the bases
I need to focus on more on
The way I love her, not hate him
Every time I see her in the halls
My emotions are catchin' me off-guard
Thinkin' reality is hard when she
Gets with her friends and I know at the end
She'll be left with him
Then again, I'll be left with a pen 'cause

He play sports, I don't
He got abs and more, I don't
He got girls galore, I don't
And she love him, well repeat
After me when I say, "Fuck him"
Fuck him
Repeat after me when I say, "Fuck him"
Fuck him, fuck him he play sports, I don't
He got abs and more, I don't
He got girls galore, I don't
And she love him, well repeat
After me when I say, "Fuck him"
Fuck him
Repeat after me when I say, "Fuck him"
Fuck him, fuck him

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