[Hook]
Aye whoa, aye woah
Dirty Creme Soda, maybe Fanta, aye
I'm done wit' the models got a dancer
Dumb hoe askin' questions, know the answer

[Bridge]
Aye whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, aye, whoa, whoa, aye whoa
Dirty Creme Soda, maybe Fanta
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, aye

[Hook]
Dirty Creme Soda, maybe Fanta, aye
I'm done wit' the models got a dancer
Dumb hoe askin' questions, know the answer

[Verse 2: Lucki]
Let her stick around she understand me
She fuck wit' my opps I'm takin' chances
Aye whoa, whoa, whoa
She fuck wit' my opps I'm takin' chances
Dirty Creme Soda, maybe Fanta, aye
Stressin' out in Cali puffin' cancer
Let her think she got me in a trance, yeah
It ain't 'bout the drama I don't answer
Yo hoe stashin' hunnids' in her panties
They act like they know me I can't stand it
Pay before this show you don't diss cancer
Bitch I'm off them Percs so I'm romantic
I'm done wit' them hipsters gotta dancer
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Dirty Creme Soda, maybe Fanta, aye