[Intro]

Uh

Uh, uh, uh, she don't want no scrub nigga

Great John on the beat, by the way (Look, look)

[Chorus]

She said she don't want no scrub nigga

But since we got a bag, she been tryna fuck with us

She stuck up on the gang like a sticker

She wants some Insta' fame, we just tryna get richer

She said like, "Ooh, what's up? Let me kick it with you," look

I'm with the gang, who you bringing with you?

And I ain't tryna know your name, I ain't tryna kiss you, look

And after this, I might just forget you (Look)

[Verse 1]

She like, "When you finna pull up on me? Hit it off"

She said she want some Fendi, Chanel, and Louis Vuitton

Her man mad, he said he tryna get it on

I got a choppa on me, don't get hit up for a broad

Her best friend know all of the words to my song

She said she fell in love, said she finna get involved

These bitches pick and choose and that's why they gettin' tossed

They hate to see me win and love to see me take a loss

And I know she don't really, really fuck with me

She seen a lil' cash, now she claiming that she stuck with me

I be in the cut like a buck fifty

Shorty never held me down, so she's never gettin' up with me (Look, look)

[Chorus]

She said she don't want no scrub nigga

But since we got a bag, she been tryna fuck with us

She stuck up on the gang like a sticker

She wants some Insta' fame, we just tryna get richer

She said like, "Ooh, what's up? Let me kick it with you," look

I'm with the gang, who you bringing with you?

And I ain't tryna know your name, I ain't tryna kiss you, look

And after this, I might just forget you (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2]

She get lit and she gon' let me hit

The type to run your pockets tryna make you spend a brick

You ever seen her dance? She do better on a dick

I pulled up with my mans and she pulled up with a bitch

I know they only want me 'cause they heard I'm getting rich

She love to send me pictures of her ass and her tits

My cuzzo said he clipped, said he met her on the strip

So I know she be hoeing, I know she gon' do the clique

So fuck it, I ain't loving, I'ma sit and take a sip

I'm counting up these hunnids, I ain't worried 'bout a bitch, look

Fuck it, I ain't loving, I'ma sit and take a sip

I'm counting up these hunnids, I ain't worried 'bout a bitch (Look, look)

[Chorus]

She said she don't want no scrub nigga

But since we got a bag, she been tryna fuck with us

She stuck up on the gang like a sticker

She wants some Insta' fame, we just tryna get richer

She said like, "Ooh, what's up? Let me kick it with you," look

I'm with the gang, who you bringing with you?

And I ain't tryna know your name, I ain't tryna kiss you, look

And after this, I might just forget you

[Outro]

No, I don't want your number

No, I don't wanna give you mine, and

No, I don't want your number

No, I don't wanna give you mine, and

No, I don't want your number

No, I don't wanna give you mine, and