[Intro]
Haha, n***as crazy
I'm with yo—, yeah
I'm with young Ahmad in this bitch, man

[Chorus]
Can't fuck no groupie bitches (I can't fuck no groupie bitches)
Can't fuck no groupie bitches (What? What?)
All these n***a tellin' fibs (All these n***a tellin' fibs)
All these n***a fuckin' snitches (All these n***a—what?)

[Verse 1]
(What you talkin' 'bout? What you talkin' 'bout? What you talkin' 'bout?)
Hedi Slimane (Slimane), Dior pants (Dior pants)
Bad bitch (Bad bitch), got me in a trance (Got me in a trance)
I need money, I'm countin' all these dividends (Say what?)
In New York, I'm finna go fuck me a goddamn ten (Say what?)
I let my bad bitch hold my FN (Say what?)
These n***a ain't hard, these n***a ain't talkin' about nothin' (Talkin' 'bout, talkin' 'bout, talkin' 'bout)
I fuck my racks, I break them fuckin' backs in (Eater, eugh)
She on my phone talkin' 'bout all this underground shit (Haha, n***as crazy, I'm with yo—, yeah)
I told that bitch, "I don't even like no underground bitch" (I'm with young Ahmad in this bitch, man)
(Fuck you talkin' 'bout, n***a? I think you heard me n***a, hold up, fuck you talkin' 'bout?)
I told this bitch, "I don't like no underground bitch" (Say what?)
You walk up in my account, you see these pounds, bitch (I got pounds, bitch)
I thought I found love, but n***a, I ain't found shit (I ain't found shit)
Droppin' all them songs, he tryna recoup his allowance (Haha)
Took a picture while we fuckin', I go mount it (Let's go)
[Bridge]
I can't fuck no groupie bitch (What? What? What?)
I can't fuck no groupie bitch (Shawty, we don't talk to fibs, look at him, he wanna come kill me, all these n***as)

[Chorus]
Can't fuck no groupie bitches (I can't fuck no groupie bitches)
Can't fuck no groupie bitches (What? What?)
All these n***a tellin' fibs (All these n***a tellin' fibs)
All these n***a fuckin' snitches (All these n***a—what?)

[Verse 2]
(Haha, n***as crazy)
(I'm with yo—, yeah)
(I'm with young Ahmad in this bitch, man)
Think I'm done with me, I hold her ass
I think I'm done with me, I hold her ass (Think I'm done with me)
He's my son, I take him to Toys-R-Us ('Cause they all my son)
Chelsea boots, I got on Margiela (Ho, say what?)
I just cheated on my bitch, I think that I failed her (Ha, cap)
I don't want this ho, I'm finna go mail her (Fuck this bitch)
After I hit this ho, I think I fell in love