[Intro]
Alto Britz, di—‚ di—‚ did it again
Thanks Ugly God‚ thanks Ugly God, thanks Ugly God

[Chorus]
I'm like hahaha when she text my phone knowing damn well I ain't gon' read it (Nope)
Hahaha when she throw up lil' bread knowing damn well I don't even need it (Bitch)
Hahaha when I tell her I love her knowing damn well I don't even mean it (Dummy)
Haha when she wanna check my phone knowing damn well I ain't gon' leave it (Damn)

[Verse]
Free the big bro, it should have been me
If I was there with you‚ it would have been me
N***as be broke, but that couldn't be me
I know you n***as been looking for me
My bitch might not look the best to you n***as
But she know she look like a cookie to me
She still took your bread and then took it to me
Y'all n***as look like some rookies to me
Hahaha when you kiss your bitch right after she ate this semen, huh
Hahaha when you send me your music and I'm knowing I ain't never gon' stream it‚ huh
Hahaha when I don't drop no music knowing damn well n***as been fiending, huh
Hahaha when I'm with your bitch knowing damn well she need to be cleaning
(Thanks Ugly God, thanks Ugly God, thanks Ugly God)
You saving hoes, you should put a cape on it
Everything I do, you n***as just hate on it
If she throw ass, then I might throw some cake on it
Scrolling through all of my comments
Some n***a said they'll take my chain but I bet they won't shake on it
Need a new house in the Hills with a lake on it
Broke that bitch heart, tell that bitch put some tape on it
[Chorus]
Hahaha when she text my phone knowing damn well I ain't gon' read it (Nope)
Hahaha when she throw up lil' bread knowing damn well I don't even need it (Bitch)
Hahaha when I tell her I love her knowing damn well I don't even mean it (Dummy)
Haha when she wanna check my phone knowing damn well I ain't gon' leave it (Damn)

[Outro]
Thanks Ugly God, thanks Ugly God
Thanks Ugly God, thanks Ugly God