[Intro: Nessly]
D-D-Daytrip took it to ten, hey

[Chorus]
It's not in the plans
But me and you gon' go to Mars on the weekend
You got a rock star boy as a boyfriend, livin' in the moments
He fakin', he phony, and he don't make no sense

[Verse 1]
I'm number one, first place
Bound to make the bitty shake, earthquake
Pull up on 'em, semi-auto, let it spray
Hit his face, he won't see tomorrow, okay
Man down, man down, mayday
That’s what you get for tryna holla at my lady
N***as think it's sweet, do it look like a play date?
Mask on me, trick-or-treat, happy belated Halloween
Whippin' 'round my side of town, in the back of the Bents' with glizzy
You know when I was born, had a four in my hand, tryna get busy
I don't really walk too much, but I got thе sense he didn't wanna see mе
These fuck n***a talk too tough, I'll violate a fuck n***a with a semi (Grrah)
She gave me her all her love, kill anybody that come try to take it
Addicted to all these drugs
Roll it up, pour it up, pop it, face it
Unreleased songs about her on her playlist
If you try to take her from me, grrrt, I'ma spray it
[Chorus]
It's not in the plans
But me and you gon' go to Mars on the weekend
You got a rock star boy as a boyfriend, livin' in the moments
He fakin', he phony, and he don't make no sense
It's not in the plans
But me and you gon' go to Mars on the weekend
You got a rock star boy as a boyfriend, livin' in the moments
He fakin', he phony, and he don't make no sense

[Verse 2]
I hold the guitar like a choppa (Yeah, yeah)
For her, let it sing like an opera (Yeah, yeah)
She did came across a couple fake n***as (Yeah, yeah)
A bunch of posers and actors, need Oscars (Yeah, yeah)
Smokin' on this grouchy 'til I'm Oscar
If they try to break us up, do 'em dirty like a mobster
Bae let's go out on a date, steak, shrimp with the lobster
If they try to come and hate, by the napkin is the llama (Grrt)
Smooth talkin', moonwalkin', lover boy with a gun
Bound to shoot, makin' noise if you get in the way of me and her
It's us, that's forever, I'm too sure
In the past, did bogus, insecure
Now I know why I was kicked to the curb
Now I got what I want and what I deserve
Try to take it from me, you gon' catch the Desert Eagle, brr (Grrt, grrt, grrt)
[Chorus]
It's not in the plans
But me and you gon' go to Mars on the weekend
You got a rock star boy as a boyfriend, livin' in the moments
He fakin', he phony, and he don't make no sense
It's not in the plans
But me and you gon' go to Mars on the weekend
You got a rock star boy as a boyfriend, livin' in the moments
He fakin', he phony, and he don't make no sense

[Outro: Nessly]
D-D-Daytrip took it to ten, hey