[Intro]
(Hitmaka)
(That n***a Mak' got the juice, oh)

[Verse 1]
I had a shorty I hit up when I'm out in Cali
Fuck in the Hills, hidin' deep in the Valley
But I had to pick up a bag in Atlanta
But I keep it tight, boy, don't worry about it
Baby, be worried, he know I got options
Bet that he scared to slide when we out in the Chi
Always fuckin' on yachts, when we out in Miami
But I never post and he wonderin' why

[Chorus]
'Cause I can see the signs
I know these bitches want what I got
But he won't cross the line
They all be waitin' on the same spot
These hoes be knowin' what they doin'
Always on their bullshit
But I ain't 'bout to lose it
I can see the signs
I know these bitches want what I got

[Verse 2]
Deep in your feelings, I'm too independent
Don't get offended, that's just how I'm livin'
I'm quick to replace it, you speculatin'
No confirmations, 'cause I know how these women be waitin' (Ooh, oh, oh, oh)
I'm out in Vegas, I'm faded off 42 liquor
Got some bitches upset, hopin' and prayin' I slip up
But we ain't got nothin' to hide
They wanna know what it's like
I see it all in their eyes
[Chorus]
'Cause I can see the signs (Woah, oh, oh)
I know these bitches want what I got
But he won't cross the line (He won't cross the line)
They all be waitin' on the same spot (Oh, oh)
These hoes be knowin' what they doin'
Always on their bullshit
But I ain't 'bout to lose it
I can see the signs
I know these bitches want what I got