(Intro – Wale)
You got the game all the way f**ked up, homes
(Verse 1 – Wale)
You chilling with a tilley, feeling better
Come up in my city we can see who really spilling
See who really got it, I’m living quite different
Cause ain’t nobody chilling till I’m getting fifty million
Grew up with some chimps, grew up with gorillas
Blew up in this music she couldn’t tell the difference
Oops I might get her, oops I might get her
Oops some molly on her, somebody tell her she tripping
Oops I might get her, oops I might get her
So tell if she celibate, why am I buying her dinner?
B*tch you playing bad, hit the ass with the “thought it”
Faking with the bag and you mans ni**a, thought it
Ni**a, sh*t, really? You ain’t bought it? Ni**a, thought it
I see how I call it then record it ni**a, ni**a, thought it
(Pre Chorus – Joe Moses)
We don’t believe you, We don’t believe you
We don’t believe you, We don’t believe you
We don’t believe you, We don’t believe you
We don’t believe you, We don’t believe you
(Chorus – Ty$, Wale)
Woah, I know you see it
Throw it, throw it, throw it Ohh, ohh
I know you see it
Big s**t, real s**t, throw it, ni**a throw it
You know you see it
Throw it, throw it, throw it Ohh, ohh
I know you see it
Big sh*t, real sh*t, throw it, ni**a throw it
(Verse 2 – Wale)
Clearly I’m a genius, well let her bother me then
Sold more arenas than Balenciaga this season
It’s not a problem either, got all the Riccardo Tisci
It’s not a problem either, Gallardo got all the feature
Vroom on a ni**a, skrt on them hoes
Got a lot of fools, I ain’t worried bout them, no
Every blue moon plus that double Lamb blue
Coming out the booth still smelling like boof, true
And everything cool, Instagram bi**hes always shy and playing cute
You know what hoes be like? The hoes be like
I’m like hoe, shut up. You like the hoes we like
Fake bag, fake shoes when you bought it
Faking like they bad but I’m saying you a thottie
And everything rented, she ain’t bought it, ni**a, thought it
I see it how I call it, then record it, then you got it, thought it
(Repeat Pre Chorus & Chorus)
(Outro – Ty$)
Pull up, bet you thought I wouldn’t
Twenty bottles, bet you thought I wouldn’t
Took your bi**h, bet you thought I wouldn’t
Woah, I know you see it
