[Hook 1]

Spent a hundred on the coupe

(Hundred on the coupe!)

Whole squad never lose

(Never lose)

Had your chick coming through

(Come through)

She said "I thought about you,"

Well, I thought about it too

I'mma hit you with the truth, boy

(With the truth!)

I'mma hit you with the truth

Something nobody else would do

[Verse 1]

This is where you heard it first

Your whole squad getting murked, boy

What you know about a dope boy?

What you know about a skirt?

She headed with me to the hotel

Hit them with the "don't disturb,"

I don't step up in a church

Because I don't really want to burn

Black Benz out in traffic

Glovebox full of work

Wood grain make it turn, boy

Little money make me swerve

Let me hit them in the nerve!

About to take it to this hurt bitch

(Make it hurt)

First she told me you a "friend"

Then she told me you a fuckboy

(Damn...)

You don't want to hear the rest of it

I'm just getting started, I ain't done, boy

(We ain't even finished)

Real talk, I ain't playing with them

Fuckboys don't assert

(Eat them for desert)

I gotta put them in the dirt

We gon' get your ass served, bitch

She say she want it in reverse

Who am I to be adverse?

Lancaster where I'm from, boy

Young California son, boy

What you know about the heat, bitch?

Got a nug that we keep lit

We ain't fucking with the weak shit

We ain't fucking with the weak shit!

Nah, I don't think he Able

We all know you not the Weeknd

[Hook 2]

Spent a hundred on the coupe

(Hundred on the coupe!)

Whole squad never lose

(Never lose)

Had your chick coming through

(Come through)

She said "I thought about you,"

Well, I thought about it too

But you a fake ass dude

And your bitch fake, too

About to hit you with the truth, boy

Something nobody else would do