[Intro:]
(Mega, you played that boy)
[Hook: Lil$avyKing]
(Huh)
I don’t really like how this is going (going)
Bitches always have to fuck me up (woah, huh)
Bitches always tell me that I’m nothing (nothing)
Tell me if you fuck with me or not
If you ‘tryna fuck then hit me up (hit me up)
Pretty girl, your boyfriend is a chump (he’s a chump)
Tell me if you fuck with me or not
This bitch ‘bout to make me risk it all
I just hit up $avy King he faded in the back room (faded)
Think I might have fucked that girl I recognize her tattoo (woah)
Damn that girl is beautiful, her friend is pretty bad too
They wanna Minaj with me I think I might just have to
Top (top, top)
I’m fucking and she let mе hit it raw
Circulation already cutting off (woah)
Ferragamo belt and fеndi socks
$avy got the suburbs going dumb
(Psychedelic drugs have interjected)
(I think I’ve been possessed with something)
(I don’t even know what it’s called)
(I don’t even know what I’m feeling right now)
(Where did I go?)
(I don’t even know what to call this feeling)
(I think I’m going home)
[Verse 1: Lil$avyKing]
Coupe, red robot
Swerving on the turnpike (oh)
Poolside show thot
Burning ‘cause she so white (oh my God)
Said she sorry, she can’t hang
Her dad got her location
She want me to chase her, she act like ‘Imma date her
ButterFly
I mean what a guy
New cash put my chains on ice
New coupe costs three sixty five
Niggas ‘wanna live my life
Bitches ‘wanna see me die
Asking where your boyfriend (yeah)
He in a body bag
Lil$avyking my baby, bestie
Butterfly her necklace
Boyfriend dead, what a motherfucking shame
Baby sorry, just trust me, he’s in a better place
But he crossed me
Awkward, ‘cause I’m not tryna date, yeah
(Yeah)
‘Cause I’m not ‘tryna date
Bitch not ‘tryna fuck can get the fuck up out my face, so
Savy like to pick them out to fuck them and replace
Fuck ‘wit me or move from me I don’t have time to waste, hoe
[Hook:]
(Huh)
I don’t really like how this is going (going)
Bitches always have to fuck me up (woah, huh)
Bitches always tell me that I’m nothing (nothing)
Tell me if you fuck with me or not
If you ‘tryna fuck then hit me up (hit me up)
Pretty girl, your boyfriend is a chump (he’s a chump)
Tell me if you fuck with me or not
This bitch ‘bout to make me risk it all
I just hit up $avy King he faded in the back room (faded)
Think I might have fucked that girl I recognize her tattoo (woah)
Damn that girl is beautiful, her friend is pretty bad too
They wanna Minaj with me I think I might just have to
Top (top, top)
I’m fucking and she let me hit it raw
Circulation already cutting off (woah)
Ferragamo belt and fendi socks
$avy got the suburbs going dumb
(Psychedelic drugs have interjected)
(I think I’ve been possessed with something)
(I don’t even know what it’s called)
(I don’t even know what I’m feeling right now)
(Where did I go?)
(I don’t even know what to call this feeling)
(I think I’m going home)
[Verse 2: Yellaboi]
She hittin’ my phone, she ask how I’m doing
And baby I’m telling her great
Look at his nigga, he savin’ these hoes
Somebody go get him a cape
Can’t fuck with these bitches
They lie on they ass and they lips and they calling me fake
We keep runnin’ laps around all of you niggas
‘Cause niggas be joggin’ in place
Ok knick knack, patty whack
You won’t get that baddie back
Just sent her location, she’s at Yellaboi and $avy’s pad
Don’t think we can trust her she already sayin’ this and that
If she talk about it, block her snap and never text her back
(Facts)
[Hook:]
(Huh)
I don’t really like how this is going (going)
Bitches always have to fuck me up (woah, huh)
Bitches always tell me that I’m nothing (nothing)
Tell me if you fuck with me or not
If you ‘tryna fuck then hit me up (hit me up)
Pretty girl, your boyfriend is a chump (he’s a chump)
Tell me if you fuck with me or not
This bitch ‘bout to make me risk it all
I just hit up $avy King he faded in the back room (faded)
Think I might have fucked that girl I recognize her tattoo (woah)
Damn that girl is beautiful, her friend is pretty bad too
They wanna Minaj with me I think I might just have to
Top (top, top)
I’m fucking and she let me hit it raw
Circulation already cutting off (woah)
Ferragamo belt and fendi socks
$avy got the suburbs going dumb
