[Intro]
Phwoah, phwoah
Phwoah, phwoah
Phwoah, phwoah, phwoah

[Chorus]
Get up on stage and I'm rocking right out
Got on Rick Owens swag what I'm rocking right now
[?] put her right in timeout
Bitch, you know I get paid, I done made a few thousand
[?]
[?] came through
Show them lil' boys what my bank do
[?] I hate you
You just mad 'cause I ain't you
If I was in your position, I'd hate too
I felt love and she came through
Bitch dropping neck 'til her motherfucking face blue
I count up dubs and straight blues
Not looking for love, don't need it, boo
They showing me love 'cause I'm that dude
And I'm running it up in my tennis shoes

[Verse]
Balenci, Rick Owens, Margiela, mix up my style, I really got something [?]
Was at the bottom now I'm foreign cars and I pop off the top on the motherfucking coupe
[?] I been doing this since I came out the womb
N***a, I was born for this here
Got my muscles up [?] yeah, you see your boy getting buff
It feel like I'm on tour, I'm boarding all these planes, n***a, I be soaring cross the country
Man, I need an award for putting all this pain in, this shit more than some numbers
[?] 'cause it's more to gain, n***a, I won't pause 'til I'm under
[Chorus]
Get up on stage and I'm rocking right out
Got on Rick Owens swag what I'm rocking right now
[?] put her right in timeout
Bitch, you know I get paid, I done made a few thousand
[?]
[?] came through
Show them lil' boys what my bank do
[?] I hate you
You just mad 'cause I ain't you
If I was in your position, I'd hate too
I felt love and she came through
Bitch dropping neck 'til her motherfucking face blue
I count up dubs and straight blues
Not looking for love, don't need it, boo
They show me love 'cause I'm that dude
And I'm running it up in my tennis shoes

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah
Phwoah, yeah
Phwoah, yeah
Phwoah, yeah
Yeah, phwoah
Phwoah, yeah
Phwoah, yeah