[Intro]
O-oh my God, Luke

[Verse 1: Cort3ll & Autumn!]
Baby girl, you in the top of the show
Bet not cheat on me, that shit bad for your health
The sound of your voice, yeah, that shit make me melt
I only want you, I don't want no one else
The sound of your voice, yeah it's making me melt
I only want you, don't want nobody else
I'm still tryna come and see you on the 12th
A prisoner for you, look, free me, like Jeff
When it come to you, I'm obsessed
Don't text back in time, then I'm getting upset
Only do that with you, no one else
For you, baby girl, I fell
I want you all to myself
Chill out, lil bitch, while I'm breaking her bone
You say that you love me, don't leave me alone
She breaking my heart while I'm making this song
Guess I'm just gone have to move on
Guess I'm just gone have to leave you 'lone
Now why she keep calling my phone?
Now why she keep calling my phone?

[Chorus: Cort3ll]
Fuck that shit, bring all the hoes
Girl on my mind when I'm calling my phone
When I'm cracking that seal, baby, leave me alone
[?] some bottles, I'm getting them gone
Good guess, baby, that's the odor
Can't trip about a bitch, got more ass than a sofa
Declining me, crying 'cause I showed no closure
One of a kind, baby, that's what I told you
Moving too fast, liquor make me slower
It ain't my thing, 'migos make me throw up
[Verse 2: Cort3ll & Autumn!]
She a big body bands, no thot
I fuck her once, then girl I'm outie
I hop out your back 'fore I even say, "sorry"
And she wanna cut me off, but she say I'm too toxic, yeah
Damn, I'm too toxic, but it's okay because I'm popping, yeah
You could do whatever you want whenever you popping, yeah
I already see that, I know that you miss me, baby, come make your way
I know that you hate when you can't see me, I be state to state
I be state to state, but you know I'm coming back for you
Ain't gotta wait no more, so tell me what you want to do

[Chorus: Cort3ll]
Fuck that shit, bring all the hoes
Girl on my mind when I'm calling my phone
When I'm cracking that seal, baby, leave me alone
[?] some bottles, I'm getting them gone
Good guess baby, that's the odor
Can't trip about a bitch, got more ass than a sofa
Declining me, crying 'cause I showed no closure
One of a kind, baby, that's what I told you
Moving too fast, liquor make me slower
It ain't my thing, 'migos make me throw up

[Outro]
O-oh my God, Luke