[Chorus: Don Toliver]
Nobody wants to be clueless, huh
Popped out with my jeweler, yeah
You're fuckin' him, who you foolin'? Huh
We made love in my dually truck
You had me thinking it was all love
Grind it down like some saw dust
Come here and turn me up
I'm hittin' lil shawty, I did in the car, I fuck with her tummy up
She give me head on the top floor, I swear it was stories up
My Victoria
Just let this be a secret, your panties, girl, I'll keep it, huh

[Post-Chorus: Yeat]
See it, I see it
Your bullshit, yeah, I see it
Your bullshit, yeah, I see it
See it, I see it
Your bullshit, yeah, I see it
Your bullshit, yeah, I see it
He don't got a two-tone blick
Put you on a tombstone, bitch
And I got a two-tone fit
Yeah, 'cause I went and flooded my wrist
Yeah, I got a two-tone bitch
Always fuckin' with ya moods on bitch
But goddamn it, I love that bitch
In the backseat, shawty gon' drink my kids (Ooh, ah, ah)
[Verse 1: Don Toliver]
Don't tell me it's over, girl
Know your heart'd be broken, it's over, girl
(Huh) It was you who I chosen, girl
Know you were the one that would rule the world (Uh)

[Chorus: Don Toliver]
Nobody wants to be clueless, huh
Popped out with my jeweler, yeah
You're fuckin' him, who you foolin'? Huh
We made love in my dually truck
You had me thinking it was all love
Grind it down like some saw dust
Come here and turn me up (Turn me up)
I'm hittin' lil shawty, I did in the car, I fuck with her tummy up (With her tummy up)
She give me head on the top floor, I swear it was stories up (It was stories up)
My Victoria (My Victoria)
Just let this be a secret, your panties, girl, I'll keep it, huh (Ah, ah, ah, huh, ah)
Don't tell me it's over, girl
Know your heart'd be broken, it's over, girl (Don't tell me it's over, girl)

[Post-Chorus: Yeat]
See it, I see it
Your bullshit, yeah, I see it
Your bullshit, yeah, I see it
See it, I see it
Your bullshit, yeah, I see it
Your bullshit, yeah, I see it
He don't got a two-tone blick
Put you on a tombstone, bitch
And I got a two-tone fit
Yeah, 'cause I went and flooded my wrist
Yeah, I got a two-tone bitch
Always fuckin' with ya moods on bitch
But goddamn it, I love that bitch
In the backseat, shawty gon' drink my kids
[Verse 2: Yeat]
Yeah, goddamn it, King Tonka pulled up in the big body, outside birds
How 'bout your show? What you're doing? What you living, bitch
Yeah, or is it just words?
Would you put yourself before me? Would you put me first?
And I'm big body living, big body living
King Tonka pull up in the building, they're not shit, show 'em
What it takes to be alive
Big body living, big body living (I see it, bullshit, yeah, I see it)
(Your bullshit, yeah, I see it) Big body living, big body living
It takes a lot (Huh, huh, woo)
Big body living, big body living (I see it, bullshit, yeah, I see it)
Big body living, big body feeling
Big money on me, bad bitches only

[Outro: Yeat]
Bad bitches only, bad bitches only, bad bitches only
Oh, I prayed for times like this (Bad bitches only, bad bitches only, bad bitches only)
Bad bitches only, bad bitches only, bad bitches only (Oh)
I gotta thank God for this