[Intro]
Oh-oh-oh
Yeah, yeah
Ohhh, my
Ayo Baps this shit crazy!

[Chorus: July]
I'm sorry 'cause I can't be the way you thought I was (I was)
My only problem is I always fuck up (Fuck up, fuck up)
She don't know what she fucking want (No, she don't)
And I can't give her everything she got (No, I can't no, no, I can't, no, oh yeah, aye, yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Because I always fuck up (Yeah, I do, yeah, I do, yeah, yeah)
On God, yeah
Why do I always fuck up? (Why do I always, do I always-)
Yeah, yeah
Why do I always fuck up? (Fuck up)
Fuck up (Fuck up)

[Verse 1: Koi]
Yeah, got me feeling like I’m Cobain
Model bitches and they never know my whole name
They be talking on the net like I don’t know things
If I'm finna blow, I need the whole thing
Hit me up if you ain't working
BB Simmons got her nervous
I can tell that you been lurking
Can’t slow 'til the coupe got curtains
Coupe fast, big bag, my shoulder
My bad, I'm never sober
Skrt, skrt, high as fuck in the Rover
If you want it then tell me that you want it, want it
We can wake up in the morning and get blunted
Know I fucked up, what you wanted
My lucks up, I know it (Yea)
[Chorus: July]
I'm sorry 'cause I can't be the way you thought I was (I was)
My only problem is I always fuck up (Fuck up, fuck up)
She don't know what she fucking want (No, she don't)
And I can't give her everything she got (No, I can't no, no, I can't, no, oh yeah, aye, yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Because I always fuck up (Yeah, I do, yeah, I do, yeah, yeah)
On God, yeah
Why do I always fuck up? (Why do I always, do I always-)
Yeah, yeah
Why do I always fuck up (Fuck up)
Fuck up (Fuck up)

[Verse 2: July]
Yeah, bad ass bitch (Hey, hey)
Got me all tight 'cause I can't do shit
Know you ain't mine, but you should be bitch (Should be)
And I ain't gonna lie girl I want them lips, yeah
Money online coming alright (Alright)
Got her 'Lil Jon screaming all night (All night)
Girl, I got a 40 in my off whites
You ain't gotta worry, I'm about mine
Remember South Beach? We were so drunk (So drunk)
Got my new song in her AirPods (In her AirPods)
She already like how I move yeah (how I move)
So I already know I'ma fuck up
Oh yeah
Remember South Beach? We were so drunk (So drunk)
Got my new shit in her AirPods (In her AirPods)
She already like how I move, yeah
So I already know I'ma fuck up
[Chorus: July]
I'm sorry 'cause I can't be the way you thought I was (I was)
My only problem is I always fuck up (Fuck up, fuck up)
She don't know what she fucking want (No, she don't)
And I can't give her everything she got (No, I can't no, no, I can't, no, oh yeah, aye, yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Because I always fuck up (Yeah, I do, yeah, I do, yeah, yeah)
On God, yeah
Why do I always fuck up? (Why do I always, do I always-)
Yeah, yeah
Why do I always fuck up (Fuck up)
Fuck up (Fuck up)