[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]
I was 16 when we first laid eyes
Scrawny little fucker, yeah, I was that guy
And you was down for the weekend, I was down for the greetings
And you eyes the same color shit that Jasper be chiefing
Couple freckles on ya noses, roses made you blush
Gentleman I was like I wasn't tryna fuck
But it was my first official date so I was stuck, like
It was past curfew, and we was at the Grove
And it was raining, and I had to be home
And then you grab my hand, talking about tryna get home safe or something
All I remember was your motherfucking face

[Hook: Tyler, The Creator]
I play in your hair as you rub on my ears
Then we awkwardly stare until our lips locked
Then we awkwardly stared because our lips locked
Now it's awkward in here because our lips locked
Feels like I’m floating in air
Can't believe that this dare turned into a reality when our lips locked
Man, this feels like a dream because our lips locked
You officially put my feelings inside a Ziploc bag

[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]
You gotta a nigga sprung, whenever I’m holding your hand and
Making eye contact, I feel like the damn man
Cause even though I am and get round of applauses
I'm insecure and start to think that I do not stand chance
But, moments, wish that I can own it or lease it or clone it
'Cause holding your fingertips is golden
I fucking love you, now treat my palms like a bowling ball and
Grip and keep holding on girl

[Hook: Tyler, The Creator]
As you rub on my ears
Then we awkwardly stare until our lips locked
Then we awkwardly stared because our lips locked
Now it's awkward in here because our lips locked
Feels like I'm floating in air
'Can't believe that this dare turned into a reality when our lips locked
Man, this feels like a dream because our lips locked
You officially put my feelings inside a Ziploc bag
You got a nigga-

[Verse 3: Tyler, The Creator]
Wait
Don't think this is going to work
Things got complicated and a couple feelings got hurt
I haven't talked to you in a couple of days
I got too comfortable
And started to think that we was really a couple
But hey, (Fuck you) at least there was time spent
But by the time you hear this you won't know what these rhymes meant
But when you realize, it's awkward, your name still my password
So I'm always fucking reminded
You got a nigga sprung

[Outro: Tyler, The Creator & Frank Ocean]
You're my girlfriend... You're my girl (Whether you like it or not!)
You're my girl, you're my girlfriend, you're my girl, girlfriend (You know I like you a lot!)
You're my girl, you're my girlfriend, you're my girl (Shit, I know that you not)
You're my girl, you're my girlfriend, you're my girlfriend
You're my girl.. oooo
You're my, you're my Girl
Ooooo girlfriend... girlfriend..
You're my girlfriend you're my girl girlfriend
You're my girl, you're my girlfriend

Thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours
That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours
That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours
That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours

I don't really know if she cares or not
All I know is she left a lot of stuff in my apartment
She's never getting back
And as the smell on my pillow fades
Her cigarettes might stay
Like a Roman Coliseum
A dry and worthless monument to our love

Ooh, I still have your lighter
Ooh, I still have your book
Ooh, I still have everything you brought, but you never took
You know where to find me
And I know where to look

Thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours
That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours
That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours
That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours

I don't really know if she knows or not
But I left some things in her jewelry box
And she's wearing out my rings
Taking the compliments meant for me
And although I think I'll miss them
At least there's proof of my existence
A captive little soldier on her fingers
Deep behind enemy lines

Ooh, I still have your lighter
Ooh, I still have your book
Ooh, I still have everything you brought, but you never took
You know where to find me
And I know where to look

Thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours
That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours
That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours
That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours

A copy of Gravity's Rainbow that she probably didn't read
And how about my Laura Nyro record
She probably threw away when she moved
And how about the half a box of lentils
From when I cooked her food
That she probably didn't use
I want to dedicate this jam
To all those things I left behind in girls' apartments
And various domiciles over the years
Sometimes you gotta leave in a hurry, man, what can I say?
Except I didn't forget about any of it
I'm taking it all back

Thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours
That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours
That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours
That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours