Love Is For Losers

The way we look right now is all a mess
A baggy suit and tie and a tight fit in your small lil dress
You got a hard time taking yours off for sex
But god damn if it don't look good sliding down your legs
I'm Bruno, I'm out here dripping in finesse
And I'ma do my best to please that girl in her fishnets
Then I'ma steal your homie's cigs cause I was short a couple cents
But it's gon' be alright as long as they don't get the hint
But you ain't gon' say nothing, right? So I ain't gotta worry
But they wouldn't care anyway, tonight they seeing blurry
But let's get out before they see, let's get your dress on, hurry
I'ma take you out, let's get ourselves some curry
Took you on a date downtown and after we was all broke
In your element you something special, word to Pop Smoke
And when I was walking to back to your small home
You gave me a kiss on the cheek and said see you tomorrow

Ain't anybody ever told you love is for losers?
This one goes out to the beggars and the choosers
And it ain't gon' get better, lemme tell you, so get used to
Running outta money every week a little sooner
Ain't anybody told you love is for losers?
This one goes out to the beggars and the choosers
And it ain't gon' get better, lemme tell you, so get used to
Running outta money every week a little sooner

Let's take your fake ID down to the liquor store
Then back to the apartment cause you know I wanna hit it slow
Matter of fact, just take it to the backseat of the car
Hearing Doja Planet Her and you one of the stars
And we ain't going to the room, the rest of the night's ours
Don't be afraid, fall asleep on me for a couple hours
Just cut your lights off and nobody's gonna know we here
Your windows ain't tinted, but they sure as hell ain't clear
Take our time and anything goes
This our show, we in the front row
Bigass blunt, roll down the windows
Then roll 'em back up cause it's cold
Could roll another up, but I won't
We both gonna fall asleep soon
See you next weekend for sure
If it's alright, well it's alright

Ain't anybody ever told you love is for losers?
This one goes out to the beggars and the choosers
And it ain't gon' get better, lemme tell you, so get used to
Running outta money every week a little sooner
Ain't anybody told you love is for losers?
This one goes out to the beggars and the choosers
And it ain't gon' get better, lemme tell you, so get used to
Running outta money every week a little sooner

Ain't anybody ever told you love is for losers?
This one goes out to the beggars and the choosers
And it ain't gon' get better, lemme tell you, so get used to
Running outta money every week a little sooner
Ain't anybody told you love is for losers?
This one goes out to the beggars and the choosers
And it ain't gon' get better, lemme tell you, so get used to
Running outta money every week a little sooner