[Intro]
All right, put the money in the bag, put it in!

[Chorus]
And I feel like I can't do this anymore
I fucked another bitch cause she a little whore
But really, you the one that I love and adore
I really hope that you could walk right through that door
And she was like, "I fuck with you"
And I was like, "You have a boyfriend too"
And she was like, "Oh my god, I'm sorry. It's not that-"
Shut the fuck up
"Why are you even tripping over this, like?"
We will break up

[Verse 1]
Smith N Wesson, I'ma turn around and pop it
Shoot the bitch foot, told her, "Hold up, stop walkin'"
She gon' ask me, "Why?" 'Cause she do a lot of talkin'
"'Cause I'm always right!" Bitch, I walk it like I talk it
I just got the 50 bands and spent it on a coat
And she tell me I got Maison Margiela on my shoes
Fuckin' with me, and you're fuckin' with my crew
We don't play no games cause, bitch, that's what I do
When you gonna fuck with a rockstar?
Why your boyfriend always tryna act hard?
You a lil' bitch, you won't do shit
Pull up with a stick, said, "I'll knock you to the floor"
[Chorus]
And I feel like I can't do this anymore
I fucked another bitch cause she a little whore
But really, you the one that I love and adore
I really hope that you could walk right through that door
And she was like, "I fuck with you"
And I was like, "You have a boyfriend too"
And she was like, "Oh my god, I'm sorry. It's not that-"
Shut the fuck up
"Why are you even tripping over this, like?"
We will break up

[Verse 2]
Shoot the Glock, let it pop, I'ma pull up, never stop
[?], told that bitch I'd let it rock
I guess I was wrong for a very long time, yeah
Bitch, I'm off the lean and I'm all fucked up
I guess I was wrong, and I'm not the one
I would do more than you would ever do
Bitch, you didn't see? I was meant for you