[Intro: Kodak Black]
On my instagram lurkin' (Pluggz)
Blowin' me up, blowin' me up
You blowin' me up
Girl what you annoyin' me for, annoyin' me for?
Okay
Why you in my business?

[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
Got my phone chirpin', you steady snappin'
Told you bitch I'm workin', I'm in traffic
You do that shit on purpose, stop harassin' me
I ain't fuck that other bitch so why you askin' me?
Steady gettin' mad, you can leave
When you know I'm on the road
I'm comin' back next week
Just be cappin' at me
Got them hoes in our business, they be laughin' at me
Can't be laid up 'cause I'm gone
If I wasn't paid up, you wouldn't be blowin' up my phone
Why you worried 'bout them hoes?
You be with that bullshit, I'm 'bout to leave yo ass alone
Tryin' to stack it up like chicken, I need a bone
So I need my a chicken man then I'm gone
F-Tight Jag tinted, man, I'm bendin' corners
Ain't no n***a like a n***a from the Noya
[Verse 2: Humble Haitian]
I'm tryin' to get this money, you keep callin' my phone
You don't wanna leave me alone, callin' me 'bout what you heard
Bitch you need to swerve, give you everything you need
I even give you lean but bitch you keep on trippin'
Bitch you must be trickin'
You know I'm always workin', I ain't got time for no hoe
You actin' like you wanna leave, it's up to you to go
Cause I ain't got no time for this fuck shit no more
I'm gettin' too much money to let a bitch start trackin'
It's like I'm lookin' at a book, the way I could read you
If I gotta choke you out then bitch I don't need you
Come and try to throw hands and put them crackas on me
That's why I rather be all about my money
I fuck with you 100 but you don't fuck with me
Steady goin' through my phone, what the fuck you tryna see?
What you tryna see, what you tryna see?

[Outro: Humble Haitian]
People swear you be trippin' always on that fuck shit
Supposed to be my humble bitch but you on that stupid shit
Grindin' tryin' to get rich, bitch you never gave me shit
Quit callin' my phone and shit, girl you actin' like a jit