[Chorus]
Aye, that's how you feelin' lil' bitch then go wit' yo' move
Yeah, they tryna ride my wave, ok cool
Uh, ain't finna fake kick it with these n***as
I'd rather count blues, huh
Oxytocin or the tris, I couldn't choose, yeah
So I took both n***a and that shit got me on snooze
I left the ho on read, she said I'm rude
I was juggin' n***as yeah off gram, back in high school
Them n***as broke as hell and they still sharin' one twos

[Verse]
Huh, them n***as clowns, we takin' him down for all of his pounds
Huh, yeah, n***a fuck yo' gang, shoutout my gang, they hold shit down
Aye, n***a fuck fame, y'all n***as lame, them boys hang for the crowd
Them n***as hang for the crowd, huh, uh, aye
I got a brand new stick, yeah, and he [?]
Aye, I got a brand new bih', yeah and she way from the south
Daroo tryna go hit him a lick, yeah so we stalkin' him out
We stalkin' him out then we walkin' him down
They chalkin' him out and we takin' his bread if he get out of bounds
Aye, [?] we makin' 'em frown
And they made his bitch ass get out of town
I get high like fuck the clowds

[Chorus]
Aye, that's how you feelin' lil' bitch then go wit' yo' move
Yeah, they tryna ride my wave, ok cool
Uh, ain't finna fake kick it with these n***as
I'd rather count blues, huh
Oxytocin or the tris, I couldn't choose, yeah
So I took both n***a and that shit got me on snooze
I left the ho on read, she said I'm rude
I was juggin' n***as yeah off gram, back in high school
Them n***as broke as hell and they still sharin' one twos