Lyrics: Cameron Mceachern
(Ayy, where the **** witty?)
Ah (La-la-la-la-la)
Ah, ah (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
Ah, ah (Skrrt)
Ah
Give me another chance
I'm on the roll right to the bag, I'm going for them M's
I'm tryna get my money long 'til it don't got no end
Know she gon' come 'round when I'm up like, "Where the **** you been?"
Carousel, all I know to do is spin
Where this girl? Tell me what you doin' then
Know I treat you well, ain't nothin' I hold against you
She a donkey, try to take her to the restroom
Had to tear that down (Buh, buh)
It's designer on my body, you wеar lost and found
Don't come 'round me with no [A?], tryna cop a—
(Yuh)
(Yuh)
I don't evеn need your words, you got me in distress
Fighting off a tantrum, you need self-respect
Big-ass chase, they on me, cannot hold my neck
Goin' over, like, two hundred in this Corvette
She pullin' me for more sex
Red dot at your doorstep
Explore her just like Dora, yes
This striker cuttin' in full, okay
She like, "Let's make porn," bet
**** all night and **** all day
Yellow diamonds, lemonade
Hit my emote like I'm Kevin Gates, yeah
Give me another chance
I'm on the roll right to the bag, I'm going for them M's
I'm tryna get my money long 'til it don't got no end
Know she gon' come 'round when I'm up like, "Where the **** you been?"
Carousel, all I know to do is spin
Where this girl? Tell me what you doin' then
Know I treat you well, ain't nothin' I hold against you
She a donkey, try to take her to the restroom
(Ayy, where the **** witty?)
(Uh-uh, oh my God)
(Oh my God; Yuh)
(Oh my God; Yuh)