[Intro: $hy]
You could tell me that you know a way
But I don't think that you know a way
Camouflage on my clothes, ayy
Bitch, you really need to go away
You could tell me shit now, I could not get it through
You could tell me shit now, bitch, you really need to fuckin' move

[Chorus: $hy]
Up, down, out of sight, these bitches don't get me right
Up, down, out of sight, these bitches don't get me right
I be looking cool at night, cooler than some fuckin' ice
Up, down, out of sight, these bitches don't get me right, yeah

[Verse: $hy & Chris Vayle]
You could tell me that you know a way
But I don't think that you know a way
Camouflage on my clothes, ayy
Bitch, you really need to go away
You could tell me shit now, I could not get it through
You could tell me shit now, bitch, you really need to fuckin' move (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Verse: Chris Vayle]
Check you out with a hoodie on, I'm feeling like I'm [?]
[?] feel like [?], she love it when I sing (Sing)
She don't know the boy, she don't know if she can handle that
You don't even know my fuckin' name, as a matter of fact
I got a bitch and my bitch got a bitch, they sit with me through the night (Night)
I smoke the green, I smoke the green, no they can't [?] the Sprite
You could talk shit boy, but you know you was never right
That's the shit I don't like, I don't mind it out of sight, yeah
[Chorus: $hy]
Up, down, out of sight, these bitches don't get me right
Up, down, out of sight, these bitches don't get me right
I be looking cool at night, cooler than some fuckin' ice
Up, down, out of sight, these bitches don't get me right, yeah

[Refrain: $hy]
You could tell me that you know a way
But I don't think that you know a way
Camouflage on my clothes, ayy
Bitch, you really need to go away
You could tell me shit now, I could not get it through
You could tell me shit now, bitch, you really need to fuckin' move

[Verse: Chris Vayle]
I can't really hear shit now, stayed away in my bitch's house
Making cold all summer day, froze away in the winter, now
Found a way to get in and out, feelings getting even deeper now
[?] fades to my bedroom, [?] like the reaper, now
Understand that I'm [?], dropped a K, now my neck froze
Wonder where does my head go? Baby, you should just let go
Dropped a n***a 'cause his chest low, [?] like it's vocal
[?]

[Outro: Chris Vayle]
Up, down, out of sight, these bitches don't get me right
Up, down, out of sight, these bitches don't get me right
I be fuckin' cool at night, cooler than some fuckin' ice
Up, down, out of sight, these bitches don't get me right