Ex-Men - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Chris Webby]

She rolls up like cannabis

With a look in her eyes, so scandalous, so

Come through with the candlelit

You should know, I'm the man with this

You can hit my phone, phone phone, phone, phone

Keep it low 'cause I'm pretty well-known

Did it on my own, self-made man

With a billion-dollar plan, let me take you home

Let me get in my zone

I'm not like others you've gotten with

I do not play all that drama shit

I'm not who you show up to momma with

But I'm who you could call if you want some dick

Whoa, no, they don't do it like me

Baby, I got what you need

Skinny white boy but a certified G

When it comes to bum-bum-bum up in the sheets, yeah

[Chorus: Chris Webby]

You feel mе knocking so let me in

Yeah, I'm thе one with the medicine

I'm not one for the flexing

But girl, I'ma do it better than your ex-men

And I know where your head has been

Yeah, you want me, it's evident

I'm not one for the flexing

But girl, I'ma do it better than your ex-men

[Verse 2: Tory Lanez]

Ooh my money looking better than Beyoncé

Married to the game, I make her my fiancée

Finna ball in this bitch like Dion Waiters

I be smoking that pussy like a RAW paper

I done took, took her to the jet, ay

I done had her drip, dripping, pussy wet, ay

For that matter I'm slip, slipping on the yacht, ay

Ran in with Givenchy, got them bitches tryna plot, ay, ay, ay

Bad little bitch, she wanna fuck and I wanna fuck, too

Got twenties on a buck, Timbuktu

It's five whores for you nigga, pay me and fuck you

I done took a twenty on the seven, on the luck too

Every little bitch that I'ma run to

Got good pussy and some good tongue too

I be smoking that pussy, it's like she break a lung too

If you want to, baby, we can come through, ooh

[Chorus: Chris Webby]

You feel me knocking so let me in

Yeah, I'm the one with the medicine

I'm not one for the flexing

But girl, I'ma do it better than your ex-men

And I know where your head has been

Yeah, you want me, it's evident

I'm not one for the flexing

But girl, I'ma do it better than your ex-men

[Bridge: Chris Webby]

Girl, I'ma do it better than your ex-men

I'm not one for the flexing

But girl, I'ma do it better than your ex-men

[Chorus: Chris Webby]

You feel me knocking so let me in

Yeah, I'm the one with the medicine

I'm not one for the flexing

But girl, I'ma do it better than your ex-men

And I know where your head has been

Yeah, you want me, it's evident

I'm not one for the flexing

But girl, I'ma do it better than your ex-men