Met a raw ass chick at the Melrose lot

She was rollin’ up greens in a corn husk pot

I was thrifted down, but my aura cost a lot

Got a Southside shorty, she don’t text, she plot

I’m a fool for the girls with a sharp-ass jaw

She sip mezcal, got a switchblade draw

Your girl basic, drinks White Claw through a straw

My girl throw fits, then forgets about it all

Moonwalk petty, lil’ toe ring glisten

Talkin’ wild shit, and I still play victim

Let my bro hit, I’m a real-life Christian

Prominent player, no chains, no fiction

Bummy-ass slides in the five-star kitchen

Told her I’m broke just to test who listen

Eatin’ cold shrimp out the bag, no dishes

She do what she want with precision

Bae like, “Damn, why you always missin’?”

I be ghostin’ like rent due, slippin’

I need somethin’ rude like a vixen

Pull up, tell me off, then lick it

Or somethin’ way worse, like lipstick

On my ex name, now I’m twisted

I don’t chase women, I switch ’em (what’s next)

My name ain’t Earl, but I list ‘em (Tell a mutherfucka what?)

I don’t cap when I slide through the pit pit pit

I just tap in smooth, then I dip dip dip

If the vibe get stale, I flip flip flip

(Aye man, I’m really wildin’ in here right now, hold up)

Stackin’ habits, all my women active (They active)

She weird, and I’m reactive (Boom)

Don’t ask, I’m taxin’ (Slide up it)

You broke, that’s tragic (Gone)

Tragic, tragic, tragic, ha (Bitch, bitch, bitch)

She already knew the deal

Ain’t nothin’ to say

Re-upped my thrill, thrill

Bought my side chick some new Doc Martens (yeah)

East End darling, she don’t bargain

Spit like garlic, fight like Spartans

Flat-out evil, took my wallet

Smiled like “Oops,” I ain’t even want it

Vibrant polish, mind so lawless

Love get choked out quick, no harness

Shot me a look, said “Try me honest”

Cup look dark like a Marvel promise

She not one to love

Drinkin’ something blue, got her mean like a Buffy scene

Always actin’ new, like she ain’t seen nothin’ (Damn)

Drinkin’ something blue, got her mean like a Buffy scene

Always actin’ new, like she ain’t seen nothin’ (Damn)

Drinkin’ something blue, got her mean like a Buffy scene

Always actin’ new, like she ain’t seen nothin’

Watch all loud like a protest chant

Fizzy-ass juice, now I’m floatin’ slant

Goddamn, too much juice, too much dance

I don’t beef, that’s energy vamp

I don’t freak with anything bland

My piece like a curse, no chance

She hummin’ my name like trance

Pulled up sharp, no glance, splash

Stackin’ habits, all my women active (They active)

She weird, and I’m reactive (Boom)

Don’t ask, I’m taxin’ (Slide up it)

You broke, that’s tragic (Gone)

Tragic, tragic, tragic, ha (Bitch, bitch, bitch)

Stackin’ habits, all my women active (They active)

She weird, and I’m reactive (Boom)

Don’t ask, I’m taxin’ (Slide up it)

You broke, that’s tragic (Gone)

Tragic, tragic, tragic, ha (Bitch, bitch, bitch)

You don’t know my spirit (nah-nah)

I let it fly when I’m near it (yeah-yeah)

I don’t respond to no gimmick (nah-nah)

I keep it tucked like a clinic, yeah (yeah-yeah)

I get my tea from the mystics, yeah (yeah-yeah)

She hit my phone with logistics, yeah (yeah-yeah)

I turn a cliff to a picnic, yeah (yeah-yeah)

I brought a baddie to QuickTrip, yeah (yeah-yeah)

She a freak neat, for them she don’t speak, for me she sing oper-y, yeah (yeah-yeah)

I’m posted up on the olive tree, yeah (yeah-yeah)

I’m the calm storm in a dollar tee (yeah-yeah)

Told my old flame, “Don’t bother me” (yeah-yeah)

I’m past words, I’m apostrophe (yeah-yeah)

Read my vibe like a balcony

She might reach, but I float in my zone like a feather in fog (ooh-ooh)

She Vietnamese, so she askin’ me how I move, where I walk (ooh-ooh)

I’m skyanese (uh), off the moon and some Jim Beam (uh)

Read my mind in a dream, girl (uh, uh) (ooh-ooh)

She stylin’ (uh), blew a check on her jeans (uh), I’m filthy with the cloth (uh, come on)

You don’t know my spiral (you don’t know my)

I got beef with the cycle, I broke that back (ooh-ooh)

I got receipts and a rifle for all that cap (ooh-ooh)

And I’ma lean in smooth, then leave out with a laugh

She on my vibe, my energy all on her chin (ooh-ooh)

She all loopy, grippin’ that thing and I dip, she all droopy (ooh-ooh)

I’m the one catchin’ the lens, I’m unruly, I don’t do no reeling in (ooh-ooh)

I’m in the yard diggin’ in, plantin’ again (ooh-ooh)

Wicked-ass one with me, think I’m Broly (ooh-ooh)

Lip full, curl right, hot like Angelina Jolie (ooh-ooh)

When I airbrush, it ain’t Adobe

New coupe drop-top, butterfly slowly

Palette too wild, I look like a goalie

Came from the mud, you gon’ have to show me

Y’all know me

Slid in smoother than a sax solo

We do this, daily, lowkey

This ain’t a flex, this a journal entry

This ain’t a game, it’s a mood extension

Hope you vibin’, pour up somethin’

Burn your grilled cheese, leave your oven runnin’

Throw the plan away, feel the nothin’

And if you too clean, you don’t want it

Yeah, keep that window cracked

This the type of vibe make the roaches clap

We too weird for the apps, too cool for the maps

Too hot for the bar, too broke for the tax

She wild, she rude, she dressed like chaos

I like my girls with a little bit of pay off

A little bit of mayhem, lipstick smudged

Don’t know what we doin’ but it feel like love