[Chorus]

That hoe gon try and leave me on read

My dick so small, she can't give head

That bitch gonna put my heart for sale

I try to talk, she say TTYL

[Verse 1]

Now hol up (wait, yah)

Fresh bank, put in deposit

Got designer in the closet

She get wet like a faucet

I take off like a rocket

These haters tryna stop it

You ain't like me, bitch stop the gossip

Why you got me so damn blue

I'm just tryna chill with you

In the back of the coupe

Got me so damn worried

I'm tryna see you through

You not the one that I need

But you the one I fiend for you

Girl, I just wanna be with you, yeah

I used to wanna fuckin' bleed for you

But it's clear you don't want me to

[Chorus]

That hoe gon try and leave me on read

My dick so small, she can't give head

That bitch gonna put my heart for sale

I try to talk, she say TTYL

[Verse 2]

Try to make a move and they call me a simp (You're a simp!)

These people be hatin cause I walk with a limp

She leave me open like a mofuckin' door

Getting a girl is such a mofuckin' chore

Like Pop, I got that Christian Di-or

Do that girl even wanna see me or

Do she wanna see that guy she be crushin' for

She don't just want me

Nah, bitch, she wants more

Her name be Ford cause she belong to the streets (to the streets)

In bed, I'm the only one under the sheets

She don't want me cause I got small meat

That hoe candy and I want her to be in my suite

Shawty be bad with the Skechers on

I got that green like a mo'fuckin lawn

Take over my world like Genghis Khan

You like my dad, you was there, now you're gone

Got the black Air Forces, call them Drew (Jones)

How I know that you're the one, I got no clue

I used to want you, girl, that's just true

But now, I don't want you cause

[Chorus]

That hoe gon try and leave me on read

My dick so small, she can't give head

That bitch gonna put my heart for sale

I try to talk, she say TTYL