(yeah)
[Hook]
She want me she don’t want you
I’m a winner I can’t lose
All these options I can’t choose
Pop a xanny then I snooze
I can’t go out like no fool
Your bitch want me cause I’m cool
Choppa eat him up like he was food
Y’all a bunch of April fools
I know y’all ain’t shoot no tools
Told that bitch to leave real soon
I want head I don’t want you
She loving my autotune
Baby what does that mouth do?
She gon blow me like hot soup
Glock stuck to me like it’s glue
All these hundreds they be new
All these hundreds they be blue
Baby girl I thought you knew
Baby girl yeah I’m that dude
Smoke a whole wood to the face
I just want to count the cake
We can’t do no dinner date
Baby girl just gave me face
They just wants on my plate
Balling like I’m 2K
On my side I keep a K
I swear that y’all too lame
Told that bitch she too late
I was in her mouth like toothpaste
All they do is copy and paste
Too behind go pick up the pace
That ain’t no percy that shit laced
On my shoes yeah they say shoelace
Smoke through the ounce with my crew aye
Can’t hang with y’all cause y’all fuu aye
Riding around in a coupe aye
Claim you got money go prove it
They just mad that they can’t do this
Hit up saks and go right thru it
Sippin lean i’m sippin fluids
Drop top on the whip it’s roofless
Pulled out the racks and left them clueless
Old friends hit me I’m like “who this?”
I got more bitches than hooters
Hanging with them pistol toters
[Hook]
She want me she don’t want you
I’m a winner I can’t lose
All these options I can’t choose
Pop a xanny then I snooze
I can’t go out like no fool
Your bitch want me cause I’m cool
Choppa eat him up like he was food
Y’all a bunch of April fools
I know y’all ain’t shoot no tools
Told that bitch to leave real soon
I want head I don’t want you
She loving my autotune
Baby what does that mouth do?
She gon blow me like hot soup
Glock stuck to me like it’s glue
[Hook Slowed]
[Hook]
She want me she don’t want you
I’m a winner I can’t lose
All these options I can’t choose
Pop a xanny then I snooze
I can’t go out like no fool
Your bitch want me cause I’m cool
Choppa eat him up like he was food
Y’all a bunch of April fools
I know y’all ain’t shoot no tools
Told that bitch to leave real soon
I want head I don’t want you
She loving my autotune
Baby what does that mouth do?
She gon blow me like hot soup
Glock stuck to me like it’s glue