I hope you got it figured out (Sway)

Call my phone, I ain't picking up, cah' I got it figured out, yeah

I was gunnin' for your hoe, but I had to pick another route (Swee)

You wasn't fucking with me, oh na-na, how 'bout now?

(How 'bout now?) Ayy, yeah (How 'bout now?)

Sorry to say, I don't fuck with you no more

You was there, now you're gone, can you blame me?

My new bitch tastes like vanilla ice cream

She don't smoke, but I do so it's airii, look

Oh, you're still in my ends

It's been six months and you're tryna check in (Oh, no-no-no-no-no) Sway (No, no, no)

She said "I tried to call, but you're hidin' from me"

Asked if I was blessed, I said "Oh, I'm good"