[Intro: Nick Barrett]
I paid your rent, I gave you everything
Said you'd always be my baby then you bounced
(Good job, Sho) How you gonna up and leave me now?
How you gonna act like that?
How you gonna change it up, we just finished makin' up?
How you gonna act like that?

[Verse 1: Big Mosh & PS Hitsquad]
Look, I'm in love with the streets
And I know-and I know that you think 'bout that
When I step all black and you're goin' to sleep
And I try-and I try not make you stress
But, baby girl, I gotta cut down trees (Calm down)
And I-and I can't take all of this verbal stuff
So I gotta turn off this neek (Baow)
Rise my brucky, a boy turn duppy
Babes, that's another one six feet
The same-the same mash I use corn man's beef
Stuck up nuff man round R&B (Old school)
Big chromers, big .357
Now which one of them wan' war with we?
Oh please, oh please, talk mean and skeet
Throw B's and bleed (Throw B's and—)
Oh plеase, oh please, talk mеan and skeet
Throw B's and bleed (Die)
She phoned-she phoned me and I don't phone back
And she vexed 'cah right now my phone keeps twerkin' (Sorry)
And I just-and I just bucked the boydem, dropped it, avoidin'
You know that I'm still out burstin' (Skrrt)
I need waps and teeth to corn this beef (Baow)
Baby, I can't buy no Birkin (Baow, baow, baow)
Whippin' in the-whippin in the pot, wrist workin'
She learnin' (Yay), she learnin' (Good job, Sho)
[Verse 2: PS Hitsquad]
She learnin' (Ooh)
Bad-baddie on me, she twerkin' (Baddie, baddie)
She got a-she got a man, ooh, damn (Damn)
But he a internet version (Oh shit, oh shit)
Back it, I back it out, curtains (Bap, bap)
I back it out, he nervous (Yay, du-du-du)
I back it out, disperse it (Hitsquad baby)
I need a du-du (Du-du), you can't get a Birkin (Du-du)
Maybe a CC (Ooh), .9 mm not a GG (Yay)
I know you see me (Ooh), ten on ten, this our VV's (Glee), pree me (Glee, glee, glee)
I'm just a-I'm just a Hitsquad baby (Hitsquad baby)
Shave or spray 'til my wrist goes lazy (Grrt)
Hitsquad baby, huh, Hitsquad baby, yay (Hitsquad baby)
I was doin' borings for fun
Got borin' so I went to war with a gun (All I do)
Chatty mout', all the talkin' is long (Huh)
Better sort out your tongue, I don't talk I just come with weapons (Stop chattin')
Can you bench this, what you reckon? (Huh)
From the trenches this Peckham ('Narm)
I got-I got gyallie on me undressin' (Chill, relax)
Chill, I just get head then I'm hot steppin' (Ayy, stepper)

[Outro: Nick Barrett]
How you gonna up and leave me now?
How you gonna act like that?