(Oh, yeah)
I can't tell if you're a hoe
So I'm boutta move slow now
But I'm tripping off your glow
And all them "get back's" getting old now
Throwing up caution to the wind is how I used to be
But it's old now
I gotta protect my soul now
But I'm coming, I'm touching your road
I told myself that I wouldn't
(Oh, woah)
Do this
Now I gotta
Lock in focus on the guap and release it all into music
I'm tripped up, think I lost the plot cause I'm texting you when some news hits, oh
I keep checking for your name on my phone how'd you do this to me?
Get on your shawty
Pull up to the party
I know I can't lack if I'm f*cking with Audie
She blonde like a Barbie
So you know that I back
She makes me feel like molly
I'm sorry not sorry
But I'm just tryna tell you the truth
(Truth)
I'm just tryna tell you the truth
I'm working cause there's money to be made
Tryna trade the guala for my pain
Stuck between attachment and the fame
(Oh)
I'm Bieber in the trap no La Flame
Me and Steph and Seth we're like the same
We'll drop you off the 30's in my name
I can't tell if you're a hoe
So I'm boutta move slow now
But I'm tripping off your glow
And all them "get back's" getting old now
Throwing up caution to the wind is how I used to be
But it's old now
I gotta protect my soul now
But I'm coming, I'm touching your road