Lyrics
So you blocked my number?
You gonna tell me why?
You wasn't acting like a stranger
Just the other night, mm
So you don't want me
But you want me
And I'm just tryna get you off my mind
And I wish that you meant nothing
But there's still a little something
I hate your brand-new black Mercedes
Hate your 95s
I hate the way my friends adore you
Hate that I'm your type
I hate the way that I can't leave you
Hate that I still care
Wish that we meant nothing
But there's still a little something there, mm
Still a little something there
I saw you talking with some pretty girl
I couldn't look away
And I know it's crazy
'Cause I don't want ya
But I want ya
And I don't want anyone to take my place, yeah
And I tell myself it's nothing
But there's still a little something
I hate your brand-new black Mercedes
Hate your 95s
I hate the way my friends adore you
Hate that I'm your type
I hate the way that I can't leave you
Hate that I still care
Wish that we meant nothing
But there's still a little something there, oh
I hate your brand-new black Mercedes
Hate your 95s
I hate the way I still adore you
Hate that you're my type
I know I shouldn't feel this way
Know I shouldn't care
Can't believe I'm saying
That there's still a little something there, oh
Still a little something there
Still a little
Still a little something there
You gonna tell me why?
You wasn't acting like a stranger
Just the other night, mm
So you don't want me
But you want me
And I'm just tryna get you off my mind
And I wish that you meant nothing
But there's still a little something
I hate your brand-new black Mercedes
Hate your 95s
I hate the way my friends adore you
Hate that I'm your type
I hate the way that I can't leave you
Hate that I still care
Wish that we meant nothing
But there's still a little something there, mm
Still a little something there
I saw you talking with some pretty girl
I couldn't look away
And I know it's crazy
'Cause I don't want ya
But I want ya
And I don't want anyone to take my place, yeah
And I tell myself it's nothing
But there's still a little something
I hate your brand-new black Mercedes
Hate your 95s
I hate the way my friends adore you
Hate that I'm your type
I hate the way that I can't leave you
Hate that I still care
Wish that we meant nothing
But there's still a little something there, oh
I hate your brand-new black Mercedes
Hate your 95s
I hate the way I still adore you
Hate that you're my type
I know I shouldn't feel this way
Know I shouldn't care
Can't believe I'm saying
That there's still a little something there, oh
Still a little something there
Still a little
Still a little something there