[Verse 1: Your Stepdad]
Ayy, monday through friday, I'm cuffin' that bitch
On the weekends, I'm a ho
Huh, bending over so and so
Shawty been Diddy boppin' on the trojan
I got too many options, I can't hold you
No, I ain't tryna hit your doja
Damn, I got legs on my shoulder
Bitch finna be amazed when I ghost her
She must forgot her place
She don't like the bust, she [?] my face
Could touch anywhere inside my vein (Okay, ayy)
She do the most, like block my page
Baby relax and block my page
I can pay more than your nine to five wage

[Verse 2: Vellydagoat]
She keep on telling me stop what I'm doing, I'm sorry, but I cannot change, okay
I bring a lot of them commas, you bringin' the drama, that's not a good blend, okay
My mama keep telling me women gone be my downfall, but it is what it is in a way
I'm tryna find my way out of it but I'm addicted, I think I'm in love with the game
Damn, I went back to my ways
I need some rehab or something to cope with the pain
If I see a big booty bitch, I'ma think with my dick, might crack under pressure today
You tryna swear that you mad but ain't blocking my number and stalking my socials, bae
You put in too much devotion, causing commotions, get that shit out of my face