[INTRO]
(How you doin?)
(How you doin, how you doin, how you doin?)
(West side hoe)
(What?)
(I know right?)
(Don’t even worry about it)

[HOOK]
I think I know why these hoes keep textin’ me
It must be - cause I got sauce and hide the recipe (hide it!)
I get so high I think I die, goddamn boy rest in peace
But shawty, you not my shawty, but you can still have sex with me
I think I know why these hoes keep textin’ me
It must be - cause I got sauce and hide the recipe
I get so high I think I die, goddamn boy rest in peace (wassup)
But shawty, you not my shawty, but you can still have sex with me


[VERSE]
Watch me smash his hoe, I just smash his hoe (sick it!)
Bitch just try to cook me lunch (What?)
Potato casserole! (Damn!)
Watch me smash his hoe, I just smash his hoe, I just smash his hoe (oops, sorry!)
Boy you on that opp shit, you look like an ostrich (You do)
If your hoe in my possession, I’m gone get my cock lit (Uh ahm)
She gone twist ‘n’ bop it (twist in bop it)
Goof these lames you rock wit’ (you lamin’)
Gucci Mane no Wapp shit (Wappster)
Becky on the park bench
I got the pack, I got the mofuckin’ pack (yes)
Yo’ shawty tryna unzip my pants, recline on my seat now I’m slappin her ass (ok)
Swervin’, Ohio State swervin’, sippin’ kirby, you can’t hurt me
All the shoes that I be rockin’ hella dirty but her pussy purty (well it is!)
Bitches used to swerve me, now I’m drippin’ and they thirsty (oh whassup?)
She say “I’m the rudest ever” then why is you flirting? (why you do that?)
Hoe I do this bet I’m burnin’ cheddar this that burnt cheese (cheddah!)
You don’t think I’m kush servin’ liftin’ up her skirt? Please (what?)
I got the bitch who smoke, I got the bitch who drink
I got the bitch who pop, I got the bitch who think (she read)
Hide the lit gas in my sock, nah, I’m tellin’ you this really stink (it really, that true!)
Goofy shit, I don’t take part in it, in her mouth like an argument
[HOOK]
I think I know why these hoes keep textin’ me
It must be - cause I got sauce and hide the recipe (hide it!)
I get so high I think I die, goddamn boy rest in peace
But shawty, you not my shawty, but you can still have sex with me
I think I know why these hoes keep textin’ me
It must be - cause I got sauce and hide the recipe
I get so high I think I die, goddamn boy rest in peace
But shawty, you not my shawty, but you can still have sex with me