Can I ask you, was it something I did?

Still I wonder 'cause it isn't too clear

I don't want no trouble, tired of the lies

So find yourself another, heart as cold as ice

I'm trying to recover, do you even realize? (Let the beat ride out, Ju)

Can I ask you, was it something I did? (Yeah)

Yeah, might fuck around and leave my whole heart in Nevada

Yeah, you my baby, I still call you mama

I can really go crazy for them dollars

Can show you how to beat that road up, I'm a scholar

Slim waist, baby, turn around, let it wobble

After 2 a.m., we just order another bottle

Say she work a nine-to-five, swear that she a model

Know that thing drippin' like my name, that shit water

You can tell I got it out the mud, but I blossomed

Real player, she'll never tell what I bought her

In the club, but they let me in with the llama

In the club, but they let me in with the llama

Everything I touch turn to gold, 49ers

On the block, brodie pourin' juice, ain't no Jamba

Can't explain, ever since birth, I been a problem

Free the jails, cuz was kickin' doors for them commas

I don't trust shit, I even bring my Glock to the shower

I got real routes, these **** couldn't see me in binoculars

I been gettin' money way back since Andy Milonakis

I'm in LA workin' on my euro step, Luka Doncic

Tryna see if baby fit the whole thing in her tonsils

I'm a real ****, but she call me twin like I'm Thompson

She might lie to me with her right hand on the Bible

Yeah, might fuck around and leave my whole heart in Nevada

Yeah, you my baby, I still call you mama

I can really go crazy for them dollars

Can show you how to beat that road up, I'm a scholar

Slim waist, baby, turn around, let it wobble

After 2 a.m., we just order another bottle

Say she work a nine-to-five, swear that she a model

(Huh, yeah, might fuck around and leave my whole heart in Nevada)

Yeah, yeah, you my baby, I still call you mama (Might fuck around and leave my whole heart in Nevada)

Can show you how to beat that road up, I'm a scholar (Might fuck around and leave my whole heart in Nevada)

Yeah, slim waist, baby, turn around, let it wobble (Might fuck around and leave my whole heart in Nevada)

Can I ask you, was it something I did?

Still I wonder 'cause it isn't too clear

I don't want no trouble, tired of the lies

So find yourself another, heart as cold as ice

I'm trying to recover, do you even realize?