[Intro: Ian Hartwell]
Yeah, these girls to blame
Yeah, these girls to blame
Yeah, these girls to blame
Yeah, these hoes to blame

[Verse 1: Youngster Chuck]
I don't like her if she average
She don't like it when I'm flaccid
I like her 'cause she dream big
I could help her with her baggage
You don't ever gotta mask it
Ship it off like postage
Tear it up like a package
Then we gotta run it back quick

[Bridge: Youngster Chuck]
I don't know no one, I don't know anybody
I don't know you anymore, but how come I still know your body?
My heart cries, you're so beautiful
Would your heart cry at my funeral?

[Chorus: Youngster Chuck]
If you're gonna kill me make it swift, yeah
If I gotta go I'll make it quick, yeah
Even, even if I die I won't forget ya
I love the sting of poison flirting with my lips, yeah

[Verse 2: Ian Hartwell]
These hoes still playing with my mind, woah
They stay claiming hella feels though
These girls all flex but they hating
They see my shoes, ask me "Why you compensating?"
Can you love me for me?
Let your hair down and free
Can you love me for me?
Can you love me for me?
Word up to Quavo and my mirror
They both taught me how to flex (taught me how to flex)
She looked at me called me a sinner
"You look like all you want is sex" (all you want is sex)
Take it from your head write it on my heart
I sold my soul for lust and thought it hard
You're tattooed in my brain but we don't match
I want your skin to skin but that's the past

[Hook: Ian Hartwell]
Yeah, these girls to blame
Yeah, these girls to blame
Yeah, these girls to blame
Yeah, these hoes to blame
Yeah, these girls to blame
Yeah, these girls to blame
Yeah, these girls to blame
Yeah, these hoes to blame

[Chorus: Youngster Chuck]
If you're gonna kill me make it swift, yeah
If I gotta go I'll make it quick, yeah
Even, even if I die I won't forget ya
I love the sting of poison flirting with my lips, yeah