[Chorus: Elcamino]
Uh, is you lookin' for me, baby, is you lookin’ for me?
Is you lookin' for me, baby, is you lookin' for me?
Shit, is you cookin’ for me, baby, is you cookin' for me? (Cook that shit up, man, what the fuck? Come on, baby)
I heard you lookin' for me, baby, why you lookin' for me?
Is you cookin' for me, baby, why you lookin' at me? Huh (honey, is you lookin' at me inside out, you look good), lookin' for me (Whatchu want, money?)

[Verse 1: Elcamino]
Yo, if you lookin’ for me you can find me on a private island
While my bitch gettin’ massages and we spendin' foreign dollars
I’m a G, she a rider like a '03 Impala
She get what she want, so she mixin' Dolce and Prada
Mimosas in the mornin', she like a toast with pitatas
I kill it from the back, when I kill her, she call mе Dada
When she see y’all are brokе and basic hoes she be like "aha"
'Cause she whippin' the Benz without the note, right out the collar (Skrrr)
She got that type o' shit that's worth, each and every dollar
Type o' shit that make a rich n***a spit, just tryna holla
Type o' shit that make a rich n***a work, show me you're worth
I'll buy you a purse, show you the crib, bring you to church, uh
It's goin' viral if I post you in my merch, uh (In my merch)
I hit your spinal when I'm low key off in Perc, huh (Low key off in Perc)
Matchin' out to mop a gas yet, his and hers (Yeah)
Do these bitches vital, you the reason they in first

[Chorus: Elcamino]
Uh, is you lookin' for me, baby, is you lookin' for me?
Is you lookin' for me, baby, is you lookin' for me?
Shit, is you cookin' for me, baby, is you cookin' for me?
[Verse 2: Chase Fetti]
Uh, I'm just tryna handle my B.I
They hate it 'cause we happy and I see why
That bitch is not yo' friend, girl, I'm tryna put you on like some Levi's
I wish that you would be wise
Let's build it to our own brands and make it difficult while we can revise
I don't wanna see you in no scrubs, fuck T-Boz
I know you went through a, couple n***as with a weak vibe
But over you, I'mma smoke a n***a like a C.I
I move like a G.I., you know these bitches love me like I'm JOE
But you see I let these other bitches know
So I post that you that bickerin' be makin' me not do what I'm supposed to do
I let it rock and start thinkin' what went overdue
Uh, just let the song cry
I wanna see you smile, girl, or frown and they all die
N***as slid yo' DM, these sucka n***as all size
I'm a Big Mac, these n***as Small Fries
Y'all know me

[Chorus: Elcamino]
Uh, is you lookin' for me, baby, is you lookin' for me?
Is you lookin' for me, baby, is you lookin' for me?
Shit is you cookin' for me, baby, is you cookin' for me?
I heard you lookin' for me, baby, why you lookin' for me?
Is you cookin' for me, baby, why you lookin' at me?
Huh, lookin' for me