[Intro: Capella Grey]
Na-na, na-na, na-na, na
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[Verse 1: Capella Grey]
I know you're tired of sayin, "Well, it's the thought that counts"
You want a n***a that's gon' take you out the house
You ain't tryna hear no, "maybe's" or "I'ma see what I can do's"
That's why you always tryna come through
Plus, I know you know the whole city know your boyfriend's a bum, uh
That n***a mad dirty, now you first lady bum
Oh nah, nah, that's your type now, huh?
If that's your type then you ain't my type no more

[Chorus: Capella Grey]
And I'm like, "Girl, if you were mine" (If you were mine)
I'll never waste your time (Waste your time)
I want nothin' but you girl, but you still fuck with this lame

[Verse 2: Nick Barnz]
Pack it up, let's get it
He don't even got a name
Probably wear [?]
Same hoodie with the stance
Fake belt and his Yeezys lookin' beyond measy
Take it easy 'cause you know the whole city know your boyfriend's a bum
Ooh, let's get it, tell that dude, pack it up
Low top, black Air Force 1's
Laced up, to the top, choke up
It's a mission, that's the 3-2-1
You tappin' out when I get deep in you
I stretch you out, I think he crease you up
Girl, he don't even speak to us
That n***a soft and you only think he tough because he beat you up
Let's get it
[Verse 3: ViddyOnDaBeat]
Uh, yo
Viddy fits be lookin' d-d-d-dumb
But your ex bitch goin' to stick up for fun
She a queen and she slim, this D got her on the run (Uh-huh)
I don't trust nobody, my body's a trust fund, n***a
I ain't playin' 2020, my vision is 20/20
Each pocket got twenty, twenties
I bag her without the goodies (Uh-huh)
Fuck smokin' vape like a Rasta in the weed spot
Got this bitch screamin' like the top off of the tea pot

[Chorus: Capella Grey]
And I'm like, "Girl, if you were mine" (If you were mine)
I'll never waste your time (Waste your time)
I want nothin' but you girl, but you still fuck with this lame

[Verse 4: Capella Grey]
Uh, uh
Let me do one more
I know I just met you and I don't even know you like that, but
Can we skip to the part where I'm blowin' out your back? 'Cause
This n***a ain't hittin' it right, I'm just sayin', I could tell
And if he find out, mm, oh well
And she know the vibe
She want me to pull up on her, ooh, she want her thang banged
I fuck now her ex a goner, she wanna be gang-gang
Mm, yeah, like [?]
Say my name one more time, yeah, yeah
[?], say my name one more time
[Verse 5: Bsmnt Boy]
Oh my God, uh
Can't you see?
I'm in my prime, livin', c'est la vie
Your man on some, "Let me hold that 'til I get paid next week"
Girl, he broke and I can't play that cheap
He five on the bag, I might just get the ashes on the Maybach seat
Like that's a sick n***a, tell me what's five fingers to six figures?
All the flicks with him, he violatin' your big picture
How many ways can I keep tellin' you that n***a is a bum?
And the company you keep what you become
Let me show you how I really give it up, for real

[Chorus: Capella Grey]
And I'm like, "Girl, if you were mine" (If you were mine)
I'll never waste your time (Waste your time)
I want nothin' but you girl, but you still fuck with this lame

[Outro]
Yeah, it's crazy
I just met Capella, he really produces
Like a DJ, what the fuck?