Chorus:

The show's over

Fuck it, let's call some hoes over

I leave a bitch, the type that won't give her no closure

What it is, you acting like that I don't know you

You acting like that I don't know you

The show's over

Fuck it, let's call some hoes over

Leave a bitch (you know)

The type that won't give her no closure

What it is, you acting like I don't-

Verse:

Bae, I'm paranoid to the end

Not too many **** can call me a friend

I try everyday but I know that I sin

It's all good, bitch, I play for the win

I leave me a bitch every time that I'm ready to go

I turn off the lights on a bitch, so she know that it is the end of the show (it's over)

New bitch when I land

Big watch, make me feel like Ben 10

VVS diamonds, all in the band

Make them bitches do a dance on command

Might love her for a second then I leave

Ain't worried 'bout no love, that shit ain't guaranteed

You'll listen to all of them ****

You'll listen yo' cousins, you'll listen 'yo friends

I'm rocking designer, the Gucci, the Louis, designer is all on the pants

Might jump on a flight, in the middle of the night, just to make me some new plans

Might fuck around and hit Vegas, running through a couple of bands

Not worried or nothin', shit I can lose it all (lose it all)

We movin', we mobbin', we move in single file

We get it right back, shit that's just how we ball

And I'mma tell you

When this shit over, it's over

Chorus:

The show's over

Fuck it, let's call some hoes over

Leave a bitch, title won't give her no closure

What it is, you acting like that I don't know you

Talk shit, acting like that I don't know you

The show's over

Fuck it, let's call some hoes over

Leave a bitch, title won't give her no closure

What it is, you acting like that I don't know you

Talk shit, acting like that I don't know you