(You ain't gotta lie to kick it)
You're lame as shit
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
You think you're slick
Think you're the shit
Oooo
You're lame as shit
Think with your dick
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
Pullin' up in your wife's Range
Tell me how you find it okay
The man of my dreams ain't DM'ing hoes or out here creepin'
Out here flexin' like you're 'bout somethin'
I can care less what you're pullin' up in
I need a man only for me, got my own bag, buy my own things
Said you don't live with your baby mama
See I ain't the one for the drama
Fake watches and your fake chains
Your delusions are insane
You're lame as shit
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
You think you're slick
Think you're the shit
Oooo
You're lame as shit
Think with your dick
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
You're really building up a fantasy
Talkin' 'bout you wanna plant a seed
You think you know my weaknesses and vulnerabilities
Ooo nah nah nah
You wanna use me
Get off my phone
We both know you got a wife at home
What's goin' through your dome
Thinkin' you can creep and leave her all alone
But what got me vexed, you insulting my intelligence
Thinkin' I wouldn't find the evidence
You're lame as shit
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
You think you're slick
Think you're the shit
Oooo
You're lame as shit
Think with your dick
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
(You ain't gotta lie to kick it)