[Intro]
(October)

[Chorus]
Aye push up, I know he won't push up
And she know that I can’t give her what she look for (D-D-D-D-DJ Phat)
Ho, she miss me, when I’m outta town and on tour
And she always look good, fuck that contour
Mascara stains on my shirt and I need all yours
What you heard about lil’ yuke? They say he ball hard
Put my feelings on the mic and they call it art
She showed me tattoo, she love my birthmark
And I’m so exhausted, feeling like my heart sore
Why the fuck my chains get ruined by a groupie whore?
N***as steady getting dubs, feel like Randy Orton
Shoot that ball, I’m scorin’
Talk too much, she borin’
(DJ Phat, aw man)

[Chorus]
Aye push up, I know he won't push up
And she know that I can’t give her what she look for
Ho, she miss me, when I’m outta town and on tour
And she always look good, fuck that contour (D-D-D-D-D-DJ Phat)
Mascara stains on my shirt and I need all yours
What you heard about lil’ yuke? They say he ball hard
Put my feelings on the mic and they call it art
She showed me tattoo, she love my birthmark
And I’m so exhausted, feeling like my heart sore
Yeah, yeah
[Outro]
And I swear these toxic women like my heart sore
You can have it all, baby, I swear it was all yours