Showboat

(Haha, what the f—?)

Uh, I don't know what you do, but you do it real good, uh (Haha, what the f—?)

And I know it ain't real, but it really feel good

And if I had shit up to me, baby, I wouldn't feel love

Fuck it, if I buy another Mercedes, I'll run the dealer out

Fuck it, let's go back and forth, back and forth all night (Fuck)

I been too attached to us, it's massacre when we fight

Baby, as long as all the gas get rolled, the chance is I will be fine

Damn, but up until I pass it out, I act like I won't feel nice

Let's get over this friendship

Buddy gettin' F'd up, quit tryna test us

I just fit ten tens in a Tesla

Do the math, bitch, I'm a hundred 'til the death of me

That's ten hoes, every one of 'em attractive

I'm ten toes, I ain't never finna backflip

I get chose, I ain't never been a pass-up

Me verse the Backwood, shit'd get smack-cam'd

Hell yeah, I been puffin' all day and night (Hell yeah)

Hell yeah, we gon' struggle, but we alright

Really don't wanna love her, but really might

I got on Undercover, but never Ite

You not poppin', you a broke ho

The yacht private, I don't showboat (Yeah, yeah)

It's not exotic, then I won't blow (Yeah, yeah)

One M, they ain't match it, then I won't show (Yeah, I won't show, oh, yeah)

Uh, I don't know what you do, but you do it real good (Do it real good)

Uh, and I know it ain't real, but it really feel good (Really feel good)

And if I had shit up to me, baby, I wouldn't feel love (I wouldn't feel love)

Fuck it, if I buy another Mercedes, I'll run the dealer out

Fuck it, let's go back and forth, back and forth all night (Fuck it)

I been too attached to us, it's massacre when we fight

Baby, as long as all the gas get rolled, the chance is I will be fine

Damn, but up until I pass it out, a hand to hold would feel nice

Yeah, y'all go to Hell, on some cool shit

You just posin' for pics, you ain't doin' shit

I just dropped your apartment on bullshit

We got so long 'fore we gotta turn in, baby

So lost, but I found it again, baby

Rolls-Royce, five percent is the tint on it

This withdrawal make the teller get scared of me

I don't know what you do, but you do it real good

Uh, and I know it ain't real, but it really feel good

And if I had shit up to me, baby, I wouldn't feel love

Fuck it, if I buy another Mercedes, I'll run the dealer out