[Intro: Loser]
Yeah, whoa
(Damn, Callan, you gettin' guap)

[Chorus: Loser]
I said we don't gotta do this anymore (We don't gotta, yeah)
Feelin' like before, leave the Dior by the door, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, go back to Baltimore, yeah (Go back)
I need a new bust down, not no Superstore, yeah (Not no Superstore)
Shawty, we can separate, girl, stop playin' games
I just copped a brand new chain, I don't need you in my face
Yeah, the money only thing I chase
I can't chase you, haha

[Verse 1: Loser]
D-S-I-G-N-E-R on my bag (I spelt designer wrong)
I got LV on my tag, now she wanna come and brag, like (Whoa)
"Oh, I got a brand new Bentley from my Dad"
Take the money, make her bad
She a 7 if she sad, yeah (Only a 7, yeah)
If you don't get that, here's something: you can't hang with me (Yeah)
Now you bang with me just 'cause I got my game, oh please
Got the game on lock
I threw away the keys (Yeah-yeah, yeah)
I need to make my peace (Yeah-yeah, yeah)
I need the whole cake, B
I might cop a bust down, the Rover got enough room
​koi about bust now if you ain't shuttin' up soon
I went to the mall, got new laces for the customs
I just got a call from my shawty, I'ma fuck— Haha
She been on the gin and the Hennessy (Ooh-whoa)
Got no memories, but she remember me (She remember me)
Ayy, ayy, but she remember me (Ooh-whoa)
[Verse 2: koi]
I told her we don't gotta flex, shawty (We don't gotta flex,)
'Cause I got a couple bands on me (Couple bands, ho)
Yeah, you leave a couple stains in the Audi (Yeah)
Yeah, shawty only sippin' on Bacardi (Yeah)
Yeah, takin' all these Xans by a handful (What? Yeah)
Yeah, shawty sippin' on the new Daniel (Yeah)
Yeah, shawty wanna flex, but she in school (She in school)
See you doin' her, she get it in full (Yeah)
Ayy, get up out my face when you talkin' all that bullshit
Homie on some felon shit, he keepin' with the full clip
I don't need no fellowship, I put it on my crew, bitch
I don't got no money, baby (Dummy), you stupid (Yeah)
I don't got no money, shawty, you know that's cap, uh
Gettin' all the money, have to show you all these racks, huh
Got a 100 bands and I put it on my debt, uh
They just talkin' shit up on the Internet, they cap, ooh

[Chorus: Loser]
I said we don't gotta (Yeah) do this anymore
Feelin' like before, leave the Dior by the door, yeah (Ooh-whoa)
Yeah, go back to Baltimore, yeah (Go back)
I need a new bust down, not no Superstore, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Shawty, we can separate, girl, stop playin' games
I just copped a brand new chain, I don't need you in my face
Yeah, the money only thing I chase (Yeah)