If you can't take me serious
There's not gonna be a thing called us
If you can't take me serious
You'll end up just

Being a fling, I'm tired of it being a fling
Being a fling, I'm tired of it, being a fling
Being a fling, I'm tired of it being a fling
Being a fling, I'm tired of it, being a fling

I know that you might get so bored sometimes
So what you should do is go right outside
Instead hitting my line, and tryna get me
But after a week you prolly gon' leave
Why do you do these things to me
Am I some sort of fling

Being a fling, I'm tired of it being a fling
Being a fling, I'm tired of it, being a fling

Man I said tell your honey that it's over
She only loved you for the summer
She truly used you, now her cup runneth over
Was the hottest winter and the coldest summer

Lost out on a good thing and now you're wanting to come on back
But now I moved on, I moved on
Lost out on a good thing and now you're wanting to come on back
But now I moved on, I moved on
Wait, what was I gonna say?

If you can't take me serious
There's not gonna be a thing called us
If you can't take me serious

If you can't take me serious
There's not gonna be a thing called us
If you can't take me serious
You'll end up just