[Intro]
Oh man
Ugh
No way, no way, no way, no way

[Hook]
Catch me catching feelings for my old hoes, no way
Never put a bitch before my bro bros, no way
Never talk bout business on the phone though, no way
No way, no way, no way, no way

[Verse 1]
Stunt if they hated on ya
But they make it seem like they waited on ya
I ain't scared of shit but my baby mama
No I ain't a punk I just hate the drama
Pardon my part of me being so real but I gotta be different
These n***as gotta be trippin
Fuck is you seeing? Guessing you gotta get lenses
N***a you still got no bitches
Still got no bitches, n***a you still got no bitches
What the fuck wrong with these n***as
Can't get along with these n***as
Ain't tryna work, I won't do no songs with these n***as
My little buzz buzz got the shawty on me
So I passed her off to my brodie brodie
Now she brodie wodie going down down
On the homie homie, going going...