[Intro: Eric Bellinger]

She ain't callin' you back

Kid Classic, Kid Classic

She ain't callin' you back

She ain't callin' you back

She ain't callin' you back

[Chorus: Verse Simmonds]

We fucked your girlfriend, I know lil' shawty

She act all innocent, she's super thotty

She say she feelin' me, you sick about it

Then I'ma wear that pussy out

Then I'm up out it

[Post-Chorus: Eric Bellinger]

Yeah, she gon' play her favorite song

And put some motion to that

Introduced her to the life

And now she posin' for that

I got Beamer, Benz, a Bentley

And a Ghost in the back

Phone ringin', ringin', ringin'

She ain't callin' you back

[Verse 1: Verse Simmonds & Eric Bellinger]

Hard to understand you when you move you mouth (Yeah)

We so lit, I don't know what you talkin' 'bout (No)

I'm just tryna give you something to remember (Sheesh)

Wake up in the morning, still I can't remember (Sheesh)

Vision kinda blurry, but she feel right (What's that?)

I just hope I don't forget what she feel like

All this money got me shittin' on my enemies

All this pussy, you can blame it on the Hennessy

Yeah, yeah, uh

[Pre-Chorus: Eric Bellinger]

All these bitches in my city know that I'm the man

I'm a real one, I just might slide up in your DMs

I still fuck her every night and you just pay the rent

'Cause she know a nigga ballin' like ESPN, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Verse Simmonds]

We fucked your girlfriend, I know lil' shawty

She act all innocent, she's super thotty

She say she feelin' me, you sick about it

Then I'ma wear that pussy out

Then I'm up out it

[Post-Chorus: Eric Bellinger]

Yeah. she gon' play her favorite song

And put some motion to that

Introduced her to the life

And now she posin' for that

I got Beamer, Benz, a Bentley

And a Ghost in the back

Phone ringin', ringin', ringin'

She ain't callin' you back

[Bridge: Eric Bellinger]

You put your name on the lease

You got a lot on the line

And your beauty is a beast

She gon' cum every time

Ooh, Mami so damn thick

It's enough to blur the lines

You gon' give her all of yours

She ain't gettin' none of mine

[Pre-Chorus: Eric Bellinger]

All these bitches in my city know that I'm the man

I'm a real one, I just might slide up in your DMs

I still fuck her every night and you just pay the rent

'Cause she know a nigga ballin' like ESPN, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Verse Simmonds & Eric Bellinger]

We fucked your girlfriend, (Sheesh) I know lil' shawty

(Know lil' shawty)

She act all innocent (Woah), she's super thotty

(She's super thotty, yeah)

She say she feelin' me (Woah), you sick about it (Yeah, yeah)

Then I'ma wear that pussy out

Then I'm up out it (I'm up out it)

[Post-Chorus: Eric Bellinger]

Yeah, she gon' play her favorite song

And put some motion to that

Introduced her to the life

And now she posin' for that

I got Beamer, Benz, a Bentley

And a Ghost in the back

Phone ringin', ringin', ringin'

She ain't callin' you back