[Verse 1: October London]
It's 3 o'clock in the morning (Morning)
[?] and layin' in bed (Bed)
With a bad bitch by my side
'Bout to give me some head
I hear a phone ring (Phone ring)
And I know it's not mine
Cus I put my shit on silent (On silent), every single time
She looks at me and gulps (And gulps)
With a nervous look on her face
She said that her man is on the way (On the way)
So I busted my nut, grabbed my clothes and drove away

[Verse 2: October London & Walter West]
Drivin' through rain in a 50
Pulled up at the Sicko, felt on my pockets
Oh shit, left my wallet on her table
(Damn, damn, damn, damn)
Stupid, stupid, stupid (Come one), stupid, stupid
You should know bettеr than a foolish, foolish fool

[Interlude]
The number you have dialеd has been changed
The number you have dialed has been changed 

[Verse 3: October London]
Wondering do I got time to turn around
And risk it all
Go back and get my shit, or do I just take the loss?
Should've known better than to sneak off with this bitch
You know God don't like ugly, but that sex was heaven sail
So the clock is tickin', your options are swindling
"Telling you to leave"
But your address is on your ID
And that's the first thing he 'gon see