HBK Lyrics

What do you know bout love?

Teenage boy got stories about some girls that are kinda tough

But I don't really talk about that stuff

It's a bit of an awkward one

I want a girl but I want some fun

We can get lost then chill for a bit and cop some munch

Look

Roll up a blunt and watch the sun

She so fine I'm moving dumb

After this girl I think I'm done

Get past the feelings one by one

Messed up your boy a lot

Man I think I've had enough

Gotta be toxic now that's what they want

Ask the gang I'm nonchalant

No more games

Be the one that I date

We can grind in private not be bait

Then go somewhere just to vacate

Glad you don't follow your mates

They think it's love when the man pays

But honestly when it split both ways

For them being a hoe is more than phase

But what do they know bout love when they take it over loyalty any day

Not much to say

When all they do is play games

Not poker

She don't want me but she want a joker

When he hurts you don't be crying on my shoulder

I know these boys are trash but you don't listen when I tell you

They don't move to you when they're sober

I swear my heart keeps getting colder

It's the main reason why I'm a stoner

Makes the pain just a little less stronger

Leave my story on a page like an author

I can't keep it in my mind cause it'll just start to feel like torture

Look

Pure pain on track

I can't love girls they don't love man back

I may aswell go and chase this stack

Ay

Might change my name to HBK

Cause I'm a heart broken kid

And change it back cause I don't care about your shit

I swear a loyal girls a myth

If they cheat, they won't take time to admit

What they did

Cause cheaters they don't prosper, they get outlived

I want a girl she real but no Madrid

And half these tings are moving weird

She said she want a real man

So I volunteer

She liked my baby face

So I grew the beard

She like how I'm there for her so I disappear

She said I miss you so I had to air her

I don't care how close we were

Gotta let my heart repair

For all these cuts and tears

Look, tryna grind for the J's that I never had

Some 1's or 4's they don't look too bad

It's first time I linked you I'm moving mad

Pay attention to the fucking flags

If they're moving red, mom cover your ears she's a slag

Summers round the corner so I can't get bagged

Relax and chill at pad

Some sweet ones so the man can tap

Tryna lose some kids like a deadbeat dad

Apart from the toxic shit I'm a nice lad

But you got my heart moving differently

Couldn't care less about publicity

And if you do me wrong I guess it's a loss for me

But a lot of girls done me wrong and they turned out bad like anakin

Got my heart moving so slow so imma go ahead and sip on some gin

I knew it was fucked the second I looked at my phone and grinned

Look at your phone and I couldn't help but think

Man I couldn't help but think

She's snapping all these man

If I fuck up she don't care

She just go the next man

It's the same plan

Get a spray tan

Act like a number fan

Act in love so they get all the cash that they can

Sick of all the games they play they ain't gunna want me for who I am

Look

What do you know bout love?

Teenage boy got stories about some girls that are kinda tough

But I don't really talk about that stuff

It's a bit of an awkward one

I want a girl but I want some fun

We can get lost then chill for a bit and cop some munch