[Intro]

Yeah, let that record (J. Factor)

Come on

But I am not gon' touch her (Aye)

The bitch gave me everything she had but I am not gon'—

(Brody, come in here)

[Chrous]

The bitch gave me everything she had but I am not gon' hump her

Put that gun down, you not a dog, you are not no monster

Tried to set the play and pull the move but I'm not gon' punch her

Put that gun down and catch the fade, I am not no buster

Put that gun down and catch the fade, you still couldn't see me

If you don't fuck with Bckdoe you could suck my weenie (You could suck my dick)

I'ma have to pop your lil brother for no damn reason

I took this bitch bank card, I think she finna freezе it

[Verse]

I think this bitch fuck with Jesús, but I feel like Jesus (Bitch, I feel likе God)

This bitch got Roshe Runs them is not no Yeezys

I had to break it to the bitch, it was not that easy

The bitch only gave me three bands, that is not gon' feed me

The bitch only gave me three bands like what the fuck is this?

Pull the load over, all my syrup, need to take a piss

Hellcat slidin' down the 8 but I just poured a six

I need to stop smokin' weed, I just stole my zip

Nigga, this a hundred dolla' eighth, you know you can't afford it

The bitch said something dumb so I just ignored it

Seen the baddest bitch I ever seen on my way to Florida

I dropped a album last week but I did not record it

[Chrous]

The bitch gave me everything she had but I am not gon' hump her

Put that gun down, you not a dog, you are not no monster

Tried to set the play and pull the move but I'm not gon' punch her

Put that gun down and catch the fade, I am not no buster

Put that gun down and catch the fade, you still couldn't see me

If you don't fuck with Bckdoe you could suck my weenie (You could suck my dick)

I'ma have to pop your lil brother for no damn reason

I took this bitch bank card, I think she finna freeze it

[Outro]

If you don't fuck with Bckdoe you could suck my weenie

I think she finna freeze it

[?]—you are not a demon

You still couldn't see me

I'ma catch a fade and—you still couldn't touch it

I was ridin' twenty-two, you still got a bucket

She was tryna—hm—everything but I ain't never touched it

I'll never love it

Bad bitch, I don't even—yeah

Let me see

You could just keep that right there line