[Intro]
Uh (Hello?), uh (Yeah-yeah)
Uh (Keep it up, keep it up, keep it up), hey
I see you, swear
All this shit, you swear (Chyeah-yeah)

[Chorus]
Please don't take man for simple, take man for dunce (Huh?)
Smoke ya' like Runtz, uh, smoke ya' like dust (Yeah)
Lettin' off shots, my n***a screamin', "Trust" (Yeah)
Rockstar wear, I been post punk (Chyeah)

[Verse]
I'm lockin' off the dance (Uh)
South side of London, south side of France (South)
South side on a baddie, yeah, she wanna, uh (Uh)
You're tryin' too hard, but you can't be us (Yuh can't, yuh can't)
I'm on the phone to Virgil, new Louis Vuitton (Swag)
I'm on the phone to Matthew, Givenchy and Mia (Shit)
I'm on thе phone to Sam Ross, I'm tryna build that up
Fuck a gun range, we tеst it in a park (Shite)
You must've forgot, you must be mixin' the xans (Shit)
Tired arse n***as, you ain't Michelin man (Dickhead)
DJ Shank, got the disc in my hand (Yeah)
I got the whole hood on a different swag (Shit)
I got this psyched-out trip and she tryna drop a tab (Uh)
Sticks in the Bentley, they think I'm Saddam (Hussein)
I'm 'bout to fuck the whole world up, 'cause I can
Can't take man for simple, you're dumb, you're mad (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Please don't take man for simple, take man for dunce (Huh?)
Smoke ya' like Runtz, uh, smoke ya' like dust (Yeah)
Lettin' off shots, my n***a screamin', "Trust" (Skrrt)
Rockstar wear, I been post punk (Chyeah)