(Yeah, bee)

(Yeah, skrr)

B-b-bitch, I just copped the new car

K-keep on talkin' down, then you won't get far (yeah)

Label sent me a bag, 'cause I go hard (go hard)

Then I blew it all at Saks, on some Chrome Hearts

Took your hoe with me, now we slide around in that motherfucking rover (yeah)

That- that boy puffin' geek bars, but I pour a four in the soda

I pull up to your hoe, at your crib

And I told a bitch"bend over" yeah

That boy switched up, 'cause he fake as fuck

But he was asking for a photo

Said I don't fuck with FaceTime, hoe

Don't even text me back (bee)

You was movin' weird on my phone

So why you acting mad (skrr, skrr)

Bitch I was gone off that molly

Had to get off of that (yeah)

I said I loved you, like one time

But I won't double back (bee)

I know that hoe got me in a trap, so I won't

B-but I won't double back

But I won't double back

(Yeah)

B-b-bitch, I just copped the new car

K-keep on talkin' down, then you won't get far (yeah)

Label sent me a bag, 'cause I go hard (go hard)

Then I blew it all at Saks, on some Chrome Hearts

Took your hoe with me, now we slide around in that motherfucking rover (yeah)

That- that boy puffin' geek bars, but I pour a four in the soda

I pull up to your hoe, at your crib

And I told a bitch"bend over" yeah

That boy switched up, 'cause he fake as fuck

But he was asking for a photo