[Intro]
(No cap)
(Yeah) Yeah (Yeah), yeah
Ooh, ahh, yeah
It's Nyree (Yeah)

[Chorus]
She from the Noya (She from the Noya)
Straight from the Noya, ayy (Straight from the Noya)
Turn up the burn (Burn, burn)
And made it colder, yeah (And made it colder, yeah)
Whippin' my Rover (Whippin' my Rover)
Might need a chauffeur, yeah (Might need a chauffeur, yeah)
They know it's over
And I mean what I write (Yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
I can't lean on the price (Oh no)
This choppa gon' sing, but it bite, yeah (Oh, oh)
Know I need what I like (Oh yeah)
Tell a n***a speak to me nice, oh yeah (Yеah)
I can't be what you like
You move likе a thief in the night, oh yeah
I'm a queen, where's the knight?
Lame n***a can't be what I like, oh yeah
[Verse 1]
And don't get me wrong, you had me back then
Yeah, I was sprung 'til I left you in the past tense
I could never let you back in
What you did to me back then
Knew you were wrong
It don't matter 'til she packin'
If you catch a n***a lackin', get down
It ain't worth your peace or bag, baby get your own
That n***a just a lame n***a, nothin' more
Gotta hit the ignore
That should leave him lost

[Chorus]
She from the Noya (She from the Noya)
Straight from the Noya, ayy (Straight from the Noya)
Turn up the burn (Burn, burn)
And made it colder, yeah (And made it colder, yeah)
Whippin' my Rover (Whippin' my Rover)
Might need a chauffeur, yeah (Might need a chauffeur, yeah)
They know it's over
And I mean what I write (Oh yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
I can't lean on the price (Oh no)
This choppa gon' sing, but it bite, yeah (Oh, oh)
Know I need what I like (Oh yeah)
Tell a n***a speak to me nice, oh yeah (Yeah)
I can't be what you like
You move like a thief in the night, oh yeah
I'm a queen, where's the knight?
Lame n***a can't be what I like, oh yeah
[Verse 2]
And I've been through the worst (Through the worst)
Type bent, n***a tried it, but that sly shit didn't work
Now he gon' OD on the past
Like I drug, know he need me bad
Yeah, got him itchin' and regrettin' bitches that I told him wasn't gon' last
Yeah, all these n***as tryna hop up in to get back
N***a, you'll be in a bag
You ain't ready, it get real like that
You the reason shawty feel like that, oh yeah
Shawty ballin', yeah
But you ain't ballin' yet
So I'm 'bout to get in my bag again

[Chorus]
She from the Noya (She from the Noya)
Straight from the Noya, ayy (Straight from the Noya)
Turn up the burn (Burn, burn)
And made it colder, yeah (And made it colder, yeah)
Whippin' my Rover (Whippin' my Rover)
Might need a chauffeur, yeah (Might need a chauffeur, yeah)
They know it's over
And I mean what I write (Yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
I can't lean on the price (Oh no)
This choppa gon' sing, but it bite, yeah (Oh, oh)
Know I need what I like (Oh yeah)
Tell a n***a speak to me nice, oh yeah (Yeah)
I can't be what you like
You move like a thief in the night, oh yeah
I'm a queen, where's the knight?
Lame n***a can't be what I like, oh yeah