[Intro: Blxckie]
I bounce it out like Spalding
N***as really tryna sprint to the finish while a n***a really jogging
She told me that she got a n***a and I said that chat boring
Big drip, I be pouring (Yeah), mielie-meal, n***as corny

[Chorus: Blxckie]
That boy can't bool wit' us
That boy ain't bool wit' us
Right in the booth wit' us
In the kitchen, come book wit' us
Wit' us, wit' us
Wit' us, wit' us
Wit' us, wit' us, ayy
Wit' us, ayy
That boy can't bool wit' us
That boy ain't bool wit' us
Right in the booth wit' us
In the kitchen, come book wit' us
Wit' us, wit' us
Wit' us, wit' us
Wit' us, wit' us, ayy
Wit' us, ayy

[Verse 1: Dan Duminy]
I took your girl from the club (Yeah)
We litty, yeah, we going up (Uh-huh)
Foot on the dash, hit the plug
Put all the gas in the blunt (Let's go)
Only know how to go fast (Woo)
Pray to God I never crash (No)
I took her shopping at Neiman's
Shawty releasin' the demons (Woo)
Said that she love me, she mean it (Let's go)
Bend her over and I please it, yeah
Shawty told me that she needs it
I put a lot in a visit, yeah
That's her car, she should keep it (Yeah)
One in his chest had him wheezing, yeah
Pull up and we get to squeezing, yeah (Ayy)
That boy ain't bool, that's no kizzy, yeah
[Chorus: Blxckie & Crowned Yung]
That boy can't bool wit' us
That boy ain't bool wit' us
Right in the booth wit' us
In the kitchen, come book wit' us
Wit' us, wit' us
Wit' us, wit' us
Wit' us, wit' us, ayy
Wit' us, ayy
That boy can't bool wit' us
That boy ain't bool wit' us
Right in the booth wit' us
In the kitchen, come book wit' us
Wit' us, wit' us
Wit' us, wit' us (Ayy)
Wit' us (Ayy), wit' us (Ayy)
Wit' us (Ayy), ayy

[Verse 2: Crownded Yung]
That shit ain't bool wit' us (Hey)
Popping these blues and stuff
I ain't making her bool for none
Go ahead, tell your dude wassup ('Sup)
I got bitches in blues to fuck (What?)
They be showing the boobs and what (Woo)
When I feed them Hennessy
They do anything for me (Woah)
'Cause I'm tryna stack up to a B
Had to turn to a different breed (Money)
Fuck a Chevy, man, I want a fleet
AF1s in the pussy, I screech
All that bickering ain't for me
Where I'm from, they leave you slain in the street (Shit)
I hit a stain with Geek (Geek)
Bet they won't play with me (Uh-uh)
[Chorus: Blxckie]
That boy can't bool wit' us
That boy ain't bool wit' us
Right in the booth wit' us
In the kitchen, come book wit' us
Wit' us, wit' us
Wit' us, wit' us
Wit' us, wit' us, ayy
Wit' us, ayy
That boy can't bool wit' us
That boy ain't bool wit' us
Right in the booth wit' us
In the kitchen, come book wit' us
Wit' us, wit' us
Wit' us, wit' us
Wit' us, wit' us, ayy
Wit' us, ayy