[Verse 1: Tsu Surf]

Pussy poppin' for a real nigga

Bad attitude, how they deal with her?

Tryna catch a body, got that kill finger

[?], you cuttin' up, pull up where you left me for another nut

Last nigga had you but he fucked it up

Selfie get your angle right, you play the light

'Cause you ain't come to play tonight

Stay up out your feelings, come and stay tonight

You ain't got work tomorrow, you ain't takin' calls

And you ain't bought that dress for nothin'

You ain't with no drawers

Fresh up out that shower smell, know I like that naked shit

Snapchat thirst traps bumpin' all that Drake and shit

Let me see that full body, let somebody take the pic

Henny got you horny, drunk textin' how you take the dick

Showin' out, and murder bottles Tequila for when you goin' out

I ain't know you do it like you did it, you've been holdin' out

Showin' out, pull up for the kid like open house

I ain't know you do it like you did it, you've been holdin' out

[Pre-Chorus: Luccie Fontaine]

Ain't nothin' new under the sun

She get the bag after she done

In the mirror got them angles

You hell but you look like a angel

We got a vibe and I know you feel it too

So there's no reason for […] to play it cool

I take a shot and it keep jammin' when I shoot, ooh

[Chorus: Luccie Fontaine]

She livin' that double life, she be trappin'

On that IG, she is savage

Got her numbers off all that traffic

She ain't a good girl, shawty ratchet

Shawty ratchet, shawty ratchet

She ain't a good girl, shawty ratchet

She livin' that double life, she be trappin'

She ain't a good girl, shawty ratchet

[Verse 2: Tokyo Jetz]

I just might pull up on some chill shit

'Cause you who I could chill with

And I won't need no makeup tryna Netflix and lay up

I be posin' for the Gram pokin' out, you're double-tappin'

Whenever you want me to fall through I make it happen

Know I'm makin' moves and I'ma call you when I free up

I put it in your face, what you gon' do? You better not freeze up

Ex steady trippin', you ain't gotta worry

'Cause he can't let me go, but you already know the story

Two-seater with my homegirl, and you can call your nigga

My homie/lover/friend oh you can't find nobody realer

Tryna find the perfect fit, I tell my sister you the picture [?]

Grip my ass when you see me even if it get no bigger

Shorts some Fashion Nova, she ain't got no ass shots

If you approach her, she don't know you

She don't care 'bout what you got

Hit my phone, I'ma answer every call for you

Just don't tell nobody if you ever make me fall for you

[Pre-Chorus: Luccie Fontaine]

Ain't nothin' new under the sun

She get the bag after she done

In the mirror got them angles

You hell but you look like a angel

We got a vibe and I know you feel it too

So there's no reason for […] to play it cool

I take a shot and it keep jammin' when I shoot, ooh

[Chorus: Luccie Fontaine]

She livin' that double life, she be trappin'

On that IG, she is savage

Got her numbers off all that traffic

She ain't a good girl, shawty ratchet

Shawty ratchet, shawty ratchet

She ain't a good girl, shawty ratchet

She livin' that double life, she be trappin'

She ain't a good girl, shawty ratchet