[Intro]
(Ax go crazy)
(Bitch)
(Hahaha)
(Huh, yeah)

[Chorus]
Sorry, I ain't get the memo
Playin' my song, we fuckin' on tempo, yeah
She want to fuck, I'm like, "Hell no"
I do whatever I want, yeah
At the touchdown, not the endzone, yeah
She wanna fuck to my song, yeah
Got them Glocks out with extendos
Racks in, do the money dance
M's up, I got money plans, huh (Bitch)
She was just suckin' me up, yeah (Oh)
I told her, "You gotta use both hands"
So turnt up in the club, yeah
That molly rock made me breakdance
And the cup is full of that mud, yeah
She wanna hit my cup, bettеr stay back

[Verse]
Little racks, keep those
Bad bitch, finna deepthroat (Bitch)
Swear that my hеart is so cold
And I swear that he is a bozo
You got me starin' at your photos
I done fucked up, a lot of no-no's
Do I love you? Well, I don't know
And this space gettin' kinda cold
We movin' so fast, they say we won't last
Got me too attached, bae tryna pull up with no cash
I was skippin' class, she was shakin' ass
My shooters on go when I say, "Attack" (Bitch)
(Hahaha)
(Yeah)
[Chorus]
Sorry, I ain't get the memo
Playin' my song, we fuckin' on tempo, yeah
She want to fuck, I'm like, "Hell no" (Bitch)
I do whatever I want, yeah
At the touchdown, not the endzone, yeah
She wanna fuck to my song, yeah
Got them Glocks out with extendos
Racks in, do the money dance
M's up, I got money plans, huh
She was just suckin' me up, yeah (Oh)
I told her, "You gotta use both hands"
So turnt up in the club, yeah
That molly rock made me breakdance
And the cup is full of that mud, yeah
She wanna hit my cup, better stay back
(Stay back)

[Outro]
(Bitch)