[Verse 1]

I-I-I-I go on a date, right, I don’t judge a face, right
Got a number, got a gram, smash it like a bass line
Whisper in your ear, baby let me make it clear
Imma hit it like a drummer drumming, drumming out a snare, like (uh)
Imma slap it on the track, like (uh)
Imma slap it on the back, like (uh)
People fishing for these mistresses but
Nobody can bait it like me
Right winger on the field, but not the GOP
No difference in our levels, force it to OT
Got a cushion of an ass, put that shit on me
Hit indica and blow it, baby sleep on me
No high heels, hitta, only five foot three
Never slacking off, hitta, only As and Bs
Going ham in a car, playing Tyler, Creator
I be selling songs now, you a failed masturbator, yuh

[Hook]

Go figure, go figure
You can run around in circles, I get bigger and bigger
You can sleep around with me, run like a cherry picker
But if you fucking up my shit, I’ll be pulling my-
[Chorus]

Go figure, go figure, go figure
You can run around in circles, I get bigger and bigger
You can sleep around with me, run like a cherry picker
But if you fucking up my shit, I’ll be pulling my-

[Verse 2]

So pull up your windows before I smash and break in those
Keep on drinking up your liquor, keep playing your bingo
Just waste your life away with a stick and a dildo
Boy, falling on your knees, getting ready to deep-throat
Hitta who the fuck are you to say I’m better than him?
Only thing a kid wants is some whiskey and gin
Going half-pipe, baby we gon' hit it and twist
Sitting, half-time, thinking bout how we gon' split
Living long beach, thirsty, please grab a Sprite
Hong Kong, ‘97, baby, we’ll be alright
Downing dinner in a minute, say grace at the table
Then I’m coming with the music, no need for a label
This the last verse, but it only start to get better my people
Sleeping on a future we could hold hands together
I don’t want to see the whole world falling apart
So take that dick out your mouth and start doing your part, yuh
[Hook]

Go figure, go figure
You can run around in circles, I get bigger and bigger
You can sleep around with me, run like a cherry picker
But if you fucking up my shit, I’ll be pulling my-

[Chorus]

Go figure, go figure, go figure
You can run around in circles, I get bigger and bigger
You can sleep around with me, run like a cherry picker
But if you fucking up my shit, I’ll be pulling my-
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Go figure, go figure, go figure
You can run around in circles, I get bigger and bigger
You can sleep around with me, run like a cherry picker
But if you fucking up my shit, I’ll be pulling my trigger