[Verse 1: Siya & Eric Bellinger]
You OD bad in this, no cap
Your mama did a good job, no dad
You ain't never need a n***a for nothin', go spaz
Droppin' money on a new bag so fast
Got a whole lot of ass, but you slim, huh? (But you slim, huh?)
You from the hood, but the valley where you live, huh?
Yeah-yeah (Yeah-yeah), you ain't got a fuck to give, huh?
You took a L with your ex, now your winnin', huh? Get 'em, ma
Go on, go on, go and get it (Go and get it)
Dogs in your DM, that's a whole lot of bitches (Arf)
N***as praying for you, that's a whole lot of wishes
But they don't know you different
They don't get you like I get you, what's up? (What's up?)

[Chorus: Eric Bellinger]
Don't know where you've been
Bands could be droppin' now, get that shit to poppin' now, hey
But I know you're a big win (Ayy)
There'll bitches flockin' now and hater n***as watching, wow
Feeling like Joe, I don't wanna be a player
No more (No)
Staring at you through my Carti' aviators (Ayy)
Yeah

[Verse 2: Siya & Eric Bellinger]
It's gon' be a long summer, givin' n***as wrong numbers
In the club with your friends and you dare a bitch to run up
City girls got you actin' up (Period), who you smackin'?
You be hanging with the locs, but you always get it brackin'
And I like that, blow a bag, get it right back (Right back)
Hit me later on for a night cap (Night cap)
Tap, tap-tap, yeah, I might tap (Might tap)
Pussy so fire, let me light that (I like that)
[Chorus: Eric Bellinger]
Don't know where you've been
Bands could be droppin' now, get that shit to poppin' now, hey
But I know you're a big win (Ayy)
There'll bitches flockin' now and hater n***as watching, wow
Feeling like Joe, I don't wanna be a player
No more (No)
Staring at you through my Carti' aviators (Ayy)
Yeah

[Outro: Eric Bellinger]
Don't know where you've been
But I know you're a big win
Feeling like Joe, I don't wanna be a player
No more
Staring at you through my Carti' aviators, ayy
Yeah