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Oh, yeah
Ayy, ayy

I wanna know your name, mane
I wanna know, I wanna know everything
Shorty, no, I don't wanna be your main thing
I wanna know, I wanna know everything
Ayy-yeah-yeah-yeah
Don't call shorty back, gotta put her on the role call
Hit and dance with her friend and she go hard
Baby, damn, you's a motherf*ckin' show-off
Ayy-yeah-yeah-yeah, baby, ayy-yeah
Oh, yeah-yeah, oh, yeah-ah, yeah

Huh, alright, I get it
Look at my chain, you go blind for one second
Hoodie on like I'm KKK, DTB, you should know my name
And I put that on everythin'
I wanna see you throw that ass in circles, don't ever change
(Don't wanna be your main thing)
I wanna know what it is and what it ain't, babe
I'm a cold-hearted nigga, I do sane things
(No switch on the Glock, call it Plain Jane)
(VVS's and I trust the real chain gang)
(Two best friends f*ckin', it's the same day)

I wanna know your name, mane
I wanna know, I wanna know everything
Shorty, no, I don't wanna be your main thing
I wanna know, I wanna know everything
Ayy-yeah-yeah-yeah
Don't call shorty back, gotta put her on the role call
Hit and dance with her friend and she go hard
Baby, damn, you's a motherf*ckin' show-off
Ayy-yeah-yeah-yeah, baby, ayy-yeah
Oh, yeah-yeah, oh, yeah-ah, yeah

I got cash on deck, Arab bitches, like they stacks on deck
Bad lil' bitch, I got her gassed up, yeah
She ain't got no nigga, she done passed out, yeah
She ain't got nothin', she gotta patch up, baby, match up
Catch a vibe when I pass you, I overlap you, I'm on the side
With the real niggas and we kill niggas, forty-five
I might dash 'em, 'cause I'm a rapper, but let it fly
Ayy-yeah-yeah-yeah, and you know I
I got a thing for you and you know I
I just looked up in trouble, brought in some vibes
I got some bad bitches f*ckin' tonight

I wanna know your name, mane
I wanna know, I wanna know everything
Shorty, no, I don't wanna be your main thing
I wanna know, I wanna know everything
Ayy-yeah-yeah-yeah
Don't call shorty back, gotta put her on the role call
Hit and dance with her friend and she go hard
Baby, damn, you's a motherf*ckin' show-off
Ayy-yeah-yeah-yeah, baby, ayy-yeah
Oh, yeah-yeah, oh, yeah-ah, yeah
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Oh, yeah
Ayy, ayy

I wanna know your name, mane
I wanna know, I wanna know everything
Shorty, no, I don't wanna be your main thing
I wanna know, I wanna know everything
Ayy-yeah-yeah-yeah
Don't call shorty back, gotta put her on the role call
Hit and dance with her friend and she go hard
Baby, damn, you's a motherf*ckin' show-off
Ayy-yeah-yeah-yeah, baby, ayy-yeah
Oh, yeah-yeah, oh, yeah-ah, yeah

Huh, alright, I get it
Look at my chain, you go blind for one second
Hoodie on like I'm KKK, DTB, you should know my name
And I put that on everythin'
I wanna see you throw that ass in circles, don't ever change
(Don't wanna be your main thing)
I wanna know what it is and what it ain't, babe
I'm a cold-hearted nigga, I do sane things
(No switch on the Glock, call it Plain Jane)
(VVS's and I trust the real chain gang)
(Two best friends f*ckin', it's the same day)

I wanna know your name, mane
I wanna know, I wanna know everything
Shorty, no, I don't wanna be your main thing
I wanna know, I wanna know everything
Ayy-yeah-yeah-yeah
Don't call shorty back, gotta put her on the role call
Hit and dance with her friend and she go hard
Baby, damn, you's a motherf*ckin' show-off
Ayy-yeah-yeah-yeah, baby, ayy-yeah
Oh, yeah-yeah, oh, yeah-ah, yeah

I got cash on deck, Arab bitches, like they stacks on deck
Bad lil' bitch, I got her gassed up, yeah
She ain't got no nigga, she done passed out, yeah
She ain't got nothin', she gotta patch up, baby, match up
Catch a vibe when I pass you, I overlap you, I'm on the side
With the real niggas and we kill niggas, forty-five
I might dash 'em, 'cause I'm a rapper, but let it fly
Ayy-yeah-yeah-yeah, and you know I
I got a thing for you and you know I
I just looked up in trouble, brought in some vibes
I got some bad bitches f*ckin' tonight

I wanna know your name, mane
I wanna know, I wanna know everything
Shorty, no, I don't wanna be your main thing
I wanna know, I wanna know everything
Ayy-yeah-yeah-yeah
Don't call shorty back, gotta put her on the role call
Hit and dance with her friend and she go hard
Baby, damn, you's a motherf*ckin' show-off
Ayy-yeah-yeah-yeah, baby, ayy-yeah
Oh, yeah-yeah, oh, yeah-ah, yeah
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Writer: Daystar Peterson, Artist Julius Dubose
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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