[Verse 1: Dave East]
I'm never checking for the next chick
No need
For me to ever get domestic
I be
Smoking trees up in the West End
We breeze
96 street be the exit
BG
She know the gang I'm in all blue
Just left my jeweler
I send an Uber she fall through
Never quiet when I'm in it she like to talk too
Chanelle bags that's light it cost me a walkthrough
No lie
You get the keys to the Rover
But no drive
And 30 n***as in my section with weapons but don't mind
If he ain't hot then he ain't hot
I'm cosigned with chains on
I gotta hit it from the back, I might blind her shit
They say sex is a weapon
I'm OJ Simpson, after I kill it Imma beat any question
From the projects to the mansion life
Louie leather shit, full advance tonight
I'm in the pants tonight
[Hook]
Ain't no n***a like the one I got
(No one can fuck you better)
Sleeps around but he gives me a lot
(Keeps you in diamonds and leathers)
Friends will tell me I should leave you alone
​​​Hah hah, hah hah, hah hah, hah hah​​​
(Tell the freaks to find a man of their own
Man of their own, man of their own)

[Verse 2: Ms. Hustle]
What up boo just keep me laced in the illest snakes
I call him Diamond, he got killer taste
And he'll put a n***a in his place
I call it real estate
Aw man I can feel the hate, feel the hate
You see them OT trips, he called me up
Yup he know I'm G'ed up
Some G's for the re-up
Them hoes can't keep up
Yup he throw them C's up
I keep a bloody shoe
You can tell when my feet up
Yup I'm the reason he called back
I just copped 'em
Off white and all black
Some other shit I can't pronounce
I'm like what they call that
The middle of September
Yah I tell them hoes fall back
I'm off that
This trendy mama with the slant eyes
Them other n***as yeah they fantasize
He know I handle mines
And if we get pulled the hammer mines
And he ain't gotta second guess he know I'm here to ride
[Hook]
Ain't no n***a like the one I got
(No one can fuck you better)
Sleeps around but he gives me a lot
(Keeps you in diamonds and leathers)
Friends will tell me I should leave you alone
​​​Hah hah, hah hah, hah hah, hah hah​​​
(Tell the freaks to find a man of their own
Man of their own, man of their own)

[Verse 3: Dave East & (Ms. Hustle)]
Her friend DM'ed me like I got a thing for profit
She ain't even know I got a thing for chocolate
I'm just one of them n***as she never telling stop it
Been with this freak all week, been held hostage
(Yo pop what's poppin')
Naw mami what's crackin'
Where you from, Manhattan
Harlem to be exact
I been across the globe just laying the money back
Like after they get a taste they just ain't know how to act
(?)
(Winter time I need Chinchilla)
(First class flights and chef right at the villa)
(It ain't hard to tell you ain't a regular n***a)
My man asking about that ass, its heavy my n***a
(You better not be playing you tell me get ready n***a)
I'm not just every n***a, that's why I be barely with her
[Hook]
Ain't no n***a like the one I got
(No one can fuck you better)
Sleeps around but he gives me a lot
(Keeps you in diamonds and leathers)
Friends will tell me I should leave you alone
​​​Hah hah, hah hah, hah hah, hah hah​​​
(Tell the freaks to find a man of their own
Man of their own, man of their own)

Tell them freaks to find a man of their own
Harlem