(Verse 1)
You be like
Why she gotta like all of your posts?
Why you in there posing with them hoes?
And I be like, damn though
Why you in there going through my phone?
Bi**h I told you take your ass home
And you be like
That ain’t, that ain’t none of my business
That ain’t, that ain’t none of my biz
And I be like do it then
(Refrain)
Gon, gon, gon, gon, gon, gon, gon, do it then
I’ma let you gon, gon, gon, gon, gon, gon, gon, do it then
Gon do it
I’ma let you stress yourself out
Move over to the next, pull the best out
This ain’t no test
Cause baby if it was you would have to confess
[Chorus]
That you don’t know sh*t
Do you babe?
You be gettin’ wrong answers, aww yeah
You be gettin’ wrong answers, aww yeah
I see the molly got you gone
‘Cause you don’t know sh*t
Do you babe?
You be gettin’ wrong answers, aww yeah
You be gettin’ wrong answers
I’ma move on to a slow dancer
(Verse 2)
Baby I’m all about that pu**y
But your pu**y ain’t gon really make me chill, is it?
Looking at you like, oh really? Oh really?
Having real hair, that don’t make you real, can I
Hit you with the sauce in the morning?
I put this f**king meat right on your grill, baby
I’ll show you the stroke, put you on it
I’ll show you how to make some f**king real paper, like
Oh, oh, I be cooking too much not to eat
If you ain’t helping me get on my feet
Then let’s see how your sh*t do in the streets
I be like ooh, ooh
You say you gon key up all my cars
That ain’t nothing but a paint job
But when all my bad bi**hes show up at your job
I’ma look at you like
(Refrain)
Gon, gon, gon, gon, gon, gon gon do it then
I’ma let you gon, gon, gon, gon, gon, gon, gon, do it then
Bi**h you must be stupid
I’ma let you stress yourself out
Move over to the next, pull the best out
This ain’t no test
Cause baby if it was you would have to confess
(Chorus)
That you don’t know sh*t
Do you babe?
You be getting wrong answers, aww yeah
You be getting wrong answers, aww yeah
I see the molly got you gone
Cause you don’t know s**t
Do you babe?
You be getting wrong answers, aww yeah
You be getting wrong answers
I’ma move on to a slow dancer
(Verse 3)
You be like… why’s he on that lame s**t?
And I be like, you be on the same s**t
On the Gram with that stupid Boomerang s**t
You need to stop it with the games, bi**h, yeah
What did you think was gon happen?
All you do is push a ni**a off ya
Sitting at the crib with a dry d**k
Now I can’t think of nothing more awful, baby
You be popping, popping, popping
You be popping, ho
You be popping for them ni**as at the night show, baby
Just bopping, bopping, bopping
But you be all up in my business, s**t, I might go crazy now
How bout you worry bout that s**t somewhere else?
Stop asking me bout them bi**hes in there
Won’t you go find out that s**t for yourself?
Cause I don’t give a f**k, I don’t care
Cause I’ma tell ya
Cause I’ma tell ya
(Refrain)
Gon, gon, gon, gon, gon, gon, gon, do it then
Bet you won’t do it
I’ma let you gon, gon, gon, gon, gon, gon, gon, do it then
Bet you won’t do it
I’ma let you stress yourself out
Move over to the next, pull the best out
This ain’t no test
Cause baby if it was you would have to confess
(Chorus)
That you don’t know s**t
Do you babe?
You be getting wrong answers, aww yeah
You be getting wrong answers, aww yeah
I see the molly got you gone
Cause you don’t know s**t
Do you babe?
You be getting wrong answers, aww yeah
You be getting wrong answers
I’ma move on to a slow dancer
