[Pre-Chorus]
...I turnt your bitch to a fiend
She tell me she love, mean nothin' to me
I played that ho for no reason, uh
I went shoppin' at Neimans, uh
Got a Monclizzy new season, yeah

[Chorus]
Bands, you know I'm high in demand
She know that I am the man
Hop in a Lamb', I cannot fuck on a fan
Geek up and do it again, don't need new friends
Hop on a plane, go to France, twenty minutes 'til I land
Been havin' bands and then I ran through it again
I know they don't understand...