And wait, let me say, how, how tall are y'all?

'Cause I know men be lying about they height, y'all be (I'm six foot)

You don't ask questions right now

You six-foot, or you five-ten? (I'm six, six, I'm six-foot) Don't be asking questions

How tall are you? (Don't be asking questions, I ain't even)

(Pull up! Pull up, pull up)

[Chorus]

Yeah, nah, what's happening?

I'm in the left and maxing out the meter

The company I keep is why I never feel to need you

Truthfully, I never knew your figure was Anitta level

I know that relationship as twisted as your tea was

Need a Shaleesa

Need a Deshae that stay a hundred like the beeper

Lil' mamacita, let's film a feature

I need a Barbie who gets mixed up with Sabrina

[Verse One]

God damn, you can tell me that when we’re back at the telly

Send you a Zelley, I know how you love that motherfucking green next to your name just like it's Kelly

Now you stacking heavy and you rapping Makavelli

Back to back distractions, now I'm back to feeling jelly

Pick her brain, she crack, so now we keep it slow and steady

Doll, it's getting hot and heavy

Don't forget, I'm not a petty ex

I'd rather you see celebrate the moments that I know you ain't forgetting

Gyal it's, 'bout the size Texas

You a walking lesson

I'm so young and reckless

You don't want to test it

Message all you exes

I just marked the spot so well, you losing her affection

You losing my attention, damn bro

My wings ain't spread until I butterfly a Lambo

And she a fan so much she tryna join the famo

And I'm not talking about a yacht, but when you land, hoe, let's catch up at The Grand

I just want to see you dance

I can't pass it off, I'm in the left and maxing out the meter

The company I keep is why I never feel to need you

Truthfully, I never knew your figure was Anitta level

I know that relationship as twisted as your tea was

Need a Shaleesa

Need a Deshae that stay a hundred like the beeper

Lil' mamacita, let's film a feature

I need a Barbie who gets mixed up with Sabrina

Wait a minute, TMI, oh, I'm so high, I had to text her

I guess I'm extra since we talking 'bout semesters

Don't ask no questions, we go back like fucking Tekken

And while you checking for approval, I'mma dead 'em

Aye, they too fed or state

Pray for better days

If I'm getting paid, it's 'cause I let her wait

Think about it

You goody two and when it's through, you go and drink about it

My kicks are something out of Halloween, it's witching hour

As if this isn't ours

She sweet then flip to sour

She mixing dick and shower

Been had commitment issues

Would rather those instead of dealing with official titles

Come meet the boss and it's the same thing that I wish my rivals

Open that Christian Bible

I'm Christian Bale in terms of playing lead, I'm sick, a psycho

That's right, the dick the type to make her wanna script a typo

Pretend she lit then drop the truth, I'll be like, "Shit, if I know"

2025, you the Bonnie to my Clyde and we maxing out the meter

The company I keep is why I never feel to need you

Truthfully, I never knew your figure was Anitta level

I know that relationship as twisted as your tea was

Need a Shaleesa

Need a Deshae that stay a hundred like the beeper

Lil' mamacita, let's film a feature

I need a Barbie who gets mixed up with Sabrina, god damn