[Intro: Khary]

Yeah

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Ayy

Nah, nah, nah, nah

Yeah

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Hehah!

Yeah!

[Chorus 1: Rob Curly & Khary]

I be breaking hearts, I ain't smooth

I'm the same nigga in tune with the groove

Mama say, mama say, "What's the move?", I'm a [?]

I'm ashamed of the blues, keep the cool view, ayy, uh

Shit, [?], she know a young nigga got [?]

Shorty said she love my tone (My tone)

Come through, be [?] (My tone, my tone, my tone)

Be [?]

[Verse 1: Khary]

Uhhh... I'm 'bout to fuck it up (Fuck it up)

Shorty said she done with fuck niggas in double cups (Cups, double cups)

She wants a weirdo who likes Dragon Ball, run it up, my mulatto chick (Up, run it up)

Give a lot of dick, she gives double-stuffed, Oreo ([?], dick!)

Self-made nigga's how the story go (Story go)

"Is it Khare-y? Khi-ry? Wait, I got it, is it Kho-ry?" No (No)

Damn, bro, it's Khary (Yup), don't even get me started

I'm the type to leave your baby mama lonely at The Maury Show (Heheh...)

So pardon me if I go in my bag a little (Bag a little)

Niggas say they tough, they a bag of Skittles (Bag of Skittles)

I don't gotta bluff, I am not the fightin'-type

I know who I am, I don't have no riddles (Ooh...woo!)

I don't be in the club like, "Bam, bam" (Swee-!)

You smokin' Flintstones, my man-man ([?])

If you think you touchin' [?] (Ooh), oh, you say this wifey got plans-plans (Ah)

I bet she never showed you her tramp stamps, yikes! (Hahahah, yeah!)

[Chorus 2: Rob Curly]

I be breaking hearts, I ain't smooth

I'm the same nigga in tune with the groove

Mama say, mama say, "What's the move?", I'm a [?]

I'm ashamed of the blues, keep the cool view, ayy, uh

Shit, [?], she know a young nigga got [?]

Shorty said she love my tone (My tone)

Come through, be [?] (My tone, my tone, my tone)

Be [?], ayy

[Verse 2: Rob Curly]

Watch me pop, like soda, up Northside

Underrated sacrifices, like it's "More Life"

Lost my [?] life on the quest for more hype

Now I'm feelin' show-right, motherfucker cold, right?

Fuck you pay me? I'm a [?]- (Star)

Breakin' hearts, as of lately (Yeah)

Do my dance, like Patrick Swayze (True)

Could be rich, I'm fuckin' lazy ([?])

So I pass on them bad ones, like bad loans (Bad- loans)

Like cast on, I can't bend for no [?], like

Who would've thought that them pictures were cropped?

All them bitches was trippin', and flimsy niggas were dropped

Now I'm smooth with it, like [?] with it, mama who's is it?

Who did it- like me?

Ain't nobody cool with it- like me

Top of my game, nothing but gain, they never the same

[Chorus 3: Rob Curly]

I be breaking hearts, I ain't smooth

I'm the same nigga in tune with the groove

Mama say, mama say, "What's the move?", I'm a [?]

I'm ashamed of the blues, keep the cool view, ayy, uh

Shit, [?], she know a young nigga got [?]

Shorty said she love my tone (My tone)

Come through, be [?] (My tone, my tone, my tone)

I be-

I be breaking hearts, I ain't smooth

I'm the same nigga in tune with the groove

Mama say, mama say, "What's the move?", I'm a [?]

I'm ashamed of the blues, keep the cool view, ayy, uh

Shit, [?], she know a young nigga got [?]

Shorty said she love my tone (My tone)

Come through, be [?] (My tone, my tone, my tone)