[Verse 1]

So many women, but so little time, & plus it's this one that's been all on my mind

She searching for answers she never could find, I tell her stop looking, you'll get em in time

God got a blessing for you, man just wait on it, I lay the pipe down & she bake a cake on it

Creamin', she feignin' D man, her demons starting to look like some angels

She charcoal the facial, her skin is smoother than silk, let her tell it dawg, this ain't no fable

Plenty horses in the stable, but she chose a stallion to ride on today, we pause and we play

Commes de garçon on her chucks we could Play, put the chips in the bag like we own Frito Lay

& these bitches is mad cause I'm callin' her bae, & I'm posting on Instagram on holidays

[Hook]

But, the phone it's still ringing (Damn)

My hotline is blingin', save her as my homie's name

Why is Zach callin' at 2:28?

Now she say answer it, I do not answer it, "shorty He probably called me on accident"

[Verse 2]

I pick the pack out & package it, calculate commas like calculus, I'm so immaculate

Bitch I'm da Gawd, don't you forget about it, we could build a stage and put a ring around it

Any nigga wanna step inside it better be about it, I ain't with the clownin'

Don’t put yourself on this island cause all my niggas is some sharks and you can’t get up out here, yo ass is surrounded

Hope you could fly but I doubt it, looked for an issue you found it

Pick up the cash, bring it back and I count it, then I make the cut cause I’m who they could trust

Hit from the back & I bet I'ma bust, might hit the triple-double like I’m russ

We got ten bottles, ten bitches, and thirty-two blunts

They ready to suck & I’m ready to fuck

[Hook]