[Intro]

She thinks I'm a—

[Chorus]

She thinks I'm a boujee guy, show no love

Groupie life, four-door truck

And I tap that, on a mornin' one

Yat, with a fat back, that's a gorgeous bum

I ain't ever been a borin' one

I'll cut from the crib if you're snorin', hon'

And that's an appallin' one

Know lately, I can make a shorty come, like

[Verse 1]

Surely, surely, I can make your girlfriend horny

I can give her more than fun

I'm the one that she's fallin' for

If I were you, I would surely run

And I don't wanna be unfortunate

‘Cause she a spice like Morgan rum

Says she only likes guys that are six-foot-one

So I said that you're talkin' to one

[Chorus]

She thinks I'm a boujee guy, show no love

Groupie life, four-door truck

And I tap that, on a mornin' one

Yat, with a fat back, that's a gorgeous bum

I ain't ever been a borin' one

I'll cut from the crib if you're snorin', hon'

And that's an appallin' one

Know lately, I can make a shorty come, like

[Verse 2]

I break her back for big talkin', ayy

I think she needs some practice

She said, “Nah, I don't love you”

I said, “Babe, you're a decent actress”

I got my eyes on a queen in a black dress

If she want D, she can have this

Madness, she ain't ever needin' an address

She just want keys on a back seat

And now it's half-four

I just came and gave what she asked for

I broke her heart on the dance floor

Went from my bae's to another plus four four

In the four-door

You need me too, so don't tease me

I don't make it too easy, believe me

I'll be Houdini, boo, you won't see me

You can't be me, ooh, I'm too wavy

For the clout, man move fugazi

Me, I get jewels to move to two ladies

Mwah, she my gorgeous baby

But I don't wan' force it

Cah you been rollin' your eyes when I'm talkin' lately

Maybe we should call it off and

Usually I talk a lot but I end that call with an awkward cough

[Chorus]

She thinks I'm a boujee guy, show no love

Groupie life, four-door truck

And I tap that, on a mornin' one

Yat, with a fat back, that's a gorgeous bum

I ain't ever been a borin' one

I'll cut from the crib if you're snorin', hon'

And that's an appallin' one

Know lately, I can make a shorty come, like