[Intro: BMW Kenny]
BMW Kenny, bruh

[Chorus: BMW Kenny]
Fuck you thought? (Hmm)
Fuck you thought? (Hmm)
Fuck you thought? (Mhm)
Fuck you thought? (Yeah)
Fuck you thought? (Yeah)
Fuck you thought? (Yessir)
What you thought, I wasn't gon' come up with that shit again? (Yeah)
What you thought, I wasn't gon' come up with a hit again? (Woah)
What you thought, I wasn't gon' make something make you split your wig? (Yeah)
What you thought, I wasn't gon' make these labels make a bid? (Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Fuck you thought? (Fuck you thought?)
Fuck you thought? (Fuck you thought?)
Fuck you thought? (Fuck you thought?)

[Verse 1: BMW Kenny]
Fuck the clout (Clout)
What you 'bout? (What you 'bout?)
If he ain't getting money, point him out (Point his ass out)
I just got rich off of TikTok (TikTok)
Diamonds in my ear, I got them big rocks
Goonie on the side, he got that big Glock
N***as think I'm pop until they get popped (Pop, pop, pop, pop)
Fuck you thought? (Fuck you thought?)
Fuck you thought? (Fuck you thought?)
Fuck you thought? (Come on, man)
Nowadays, I got too many plays popping up
Getting money through a quarantine, I ain't stopping up
[Chorus: BMW Kenny & Jeremih]
Fuck you thought? (Hmm)
Fuck you thought? (Hmm)
Fuck you thought? (Mhm)
Fuck you thought? (Yeah)
Fuck you thought? (Yeah)
Fuck you thought? (Yessir)
What you thought, I wasn't gon' come up with that shit again? (Yeah)
What you thought, I wasn't gon' come up with a hit again? (Woah)
What you thought, I wasn't gon' make something make you split your wig? (Yeah)
What you thought (Yeah, right there), I wasn't gon' make these labels make a bid? (Woah, woah, woah, woah, wait)
Fuck you thought? (Yeah)
Fuck you thought?
Fuck you thought? (Fuck you thought?)

[Verse 2: Jeremih]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuck you thought?
That I ain't tryna yam them yams
While I'm thumbing them bands on bands? (Come here)
While I'm doing the Hammer Dance
Acting all innocent (Why you acting like that?)
Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm, who you fooling? Who you fooling? Who is the cameraman?
Neck lit, wrist lit, I look like the ambulance
W-W-T-H-D, what would these hoes do? (Don't worry 'bout it, sweetheart, this stuff's good)
You know I cannonball
Ball, I get the play, they cannot pick and roll me
Make her bitch that SAS be tryna get to know me
Yeah, n***a, what?
[Chorus: BMW Kenny]
Fuck you thought? (Hmm)
Fuck you thought? (Hmm)
Fuck you thought? (Mhm)
Fuck you thought? (Yeah)
Fuck you thought? (Yeah)
Fuck you thought? (Yessir)
What you thought, I wasn't gon' come up with that shit again? (Yeah)
What you thought, I wasn't gon' come up with a hit again? (Woah)
What you thought, I wasn't gon' make something make you split your wig? (Yeah)
What you thought, I wasn't gon' make these labels make a bid? (Woah, woah, woah, woah)