[Intro: Drake & Ephraim Ellis]
Is that real?
You pretended to be my friend
You made me do this

[Chorus]
She been playing that Drake at night (She been playin')
She been playing that Drake at night (She been playin')
Oh, man, oh, goddamn (Goddamn)
Why I gotta hear this n***a again? (Again)
She been playing that Drake at night (She been playin')
She been playing Bryson Tiller at night (She been playin')
Wish that we can Bryson Tiller and chill (Goddamn)
But I gotta get this money for real (Damn, damn)

[Verse]
I don't wanna be the man of your life
I just wanna be your man for the night
If the pussy good, yeah, I'ma fuck her twice
She been cookin' for me, talkin' Mrs. Right
She get mad, I don't give a fuck, it's life
Too many n***as dying for us to be wastin' time
That's just bad timin', girl, you wildin'
Always think you know the answer
Girl, I swear you Andre Iguodala
Know I got the sauce like the restaurants and pasta
Put it in her mouth, whoa, whoa, watch your tonsil
Yeah, her n***a always getting played like a console
Hit it in the morning, in the morning like Alonzo
Say a prayer before I hit it, like I hit the lotto
Panties on my feet, yeah, that's the only way that I know
Gotta be cooler than that n***a Johnny Bravo
I never get big-headed like I'm Hey Arnold! Soss
[Chorus]
She been playing that Drake at night (She been playin')
She been playing that Drake at night (She been playin')
Oh, man, oh, goddamn (Goddamn)
Why I gotta hear this n***a again? (Again)
She been playing that Drake at night (She been playin')
She been playing Bryson Tiller at night (She been playin')
Wish that we can Bryson Tiller and chill (Goddamn)
But I gotta get this money for real (Damn, damn)