Lyrics: Trenton Kyle/Tahrell Lloyd Horne
Music: Trenton Kyle
That boy from the future can't you tell
Them boys can't **** with me, I give 'em hell
Yeah she'll prolly do it for a Louie belt
Yeah she got some problems I'ma wish her well
Wish her well
Wish her well
Wish her well
I got too much money to be ****in' with her now
She gon' make me lose my mind this b***h can't be for real
Baby don't be crazy yeah just give me mental health
Yeah this b***h might be psychotic
She just want me 'cause I got it
She give so much brain it give me knowledge
She gon' suck me better than Teanna
I'm steppin' out in my Balenciaga
Can't be Kanye can't make her my baby mama
No I'm not Ye
But it feel like all I got is these motha****in' 808's and heartbreak
That boy from the future can't you tell
Them boys can't **** with me, I give 'em hell
Yeah she'll prolly do it for a Louie belt
Yeah she got some problems I'ma wish her well
Wish her well
Wish her well
Wish her well
I got too much money to be ****in' with her now
She gon' make me lose my mind this b***h can't be for real
Baby don't be crazy yeah just give me mental health