[Chorus]
My highs done turned to lows (My highs done turned to lows)
You all left on your own (You all left on your own)
You know how that shit go (You know how that shit go)
Cameras lookin', strike a pose (Cameras lookin', strike a pose)
It ain't no hoes like my hoes (It ain't no hoes like my hoes)
She want me to come out my clothes (She want me to come out my clothes)
She throwin' it back, I'm goin' 'sycho (She throwin' it back, I'm goin' like "Oh")
You want her back, n***a? Call Geico (Call Geico)

[Verse 1]
I be flexin' like He-Man, been off the season
Man, she clearer than Fiji, text my phone some slick shit
Bouncin' when I was hittin' it, she want me to take her on a picnic
Bitch, you lookin' happy kickin' shit
Foenem comin' out the cut with a big bitch
Pourin' up drink, I'm on some sick shit
Bla bla, you ain't gon' blick shit
You probably be on that trick shit
Baby want me to give her a big kiss
Roll yo ass when I'm hittin' licks, two things on me fish and greets
I'm too icy, look at my wrist wrist, lil baby up that stick shit
Been dropped her back off 'cause she dismissed

[Chorus]
My highs done turned to lows (My highs done turned to lows)
You all left on your own (You all left on your own)
You know how that shit go (You know how that shit go)
Cameras lookin', strike a pose (Cameras lookin', strike a pose)
It ain't no hoes like my hoes (It ain't no hoes like my hoes)
She want me to come out my clothes (She want me to come out my clothes)
She throwin' it back, I'm goin' 'sycho (She throwin' it back, I'm goin' like "Oh")
You want her back, n***a? Call Geico
[Verse 2]
Got my ruger, god knows
Baby, you can see this Rollie shinin' lookin' like a Hublot
Dive in that water, hmm, like a huge boat
I'm just thinkin' 'bout the times I ain't had nowhere to go
Dial nine one one, it's urgent
A young n***a just hopped in Maybach, close the curtains
Catch me in the mall, I be splurgin'
Workin' on being a better person, tryna emerge it
Just talked to my lil sister, told her I love her
Told her don't get no lil boys, f-f-fucked up
Told my bitch "You ride on me, gotta put your phone up"
She like "Okay, that's fine with me, I just wanna get some GoMo"

[Chorus]
My highs done turned to lows (My highs done turned to lows)
You all left on your own (You all left on your own)
You know how that shit go (You know how that shit go)
Cameras lookin', strike a pose (Cameras lookin', strike a pose)
It ain't no hoes like my hoes (It ain't no hoes like my hoes)
She want me to come out my clothes (She want me to come out my clothes)
She throwin' it back, I'm goin' 'sycho (She throwin' it back, I'm goin' like "Oh")
You want her back, n***a? Call Geico (Call Geico)