I can’t do no runner-up (I can’t do no runner-up) Fucked her once, then now we’re not in love (Not in love) I want you bad, but you called me “Bud” I’ma-I’ma go grab my shades (Shades) Bitch wanna take my pesos It was all a mistake I’m the one who’ll take the blame though Got drugs on me, let the pain go Swervin’ out in the Range Rove’ Wanna see how my day go? Double cup for my Faygo
Living inside my dream Ain’t really what it seems, now Took a sip, it ain’t clean So, I see seein’ her as bling Got my goal and there’s a team now We’re gonna mix the clean down Throwin’ a little Balmain Think I got my style, mane She leave me on read I’m regretting everything that I said Said “Hello” to the man on the Moon Told me “Frost, you just gotta stay cool” (Cool) Man, I thought you was my girl (Girl) Everything I wanted in the world Now you dead, bitch Leave her in a hearse Tell it to the juror Downing mine, as they wild out Then the boy bending time now I never get these people Why they started acting nice now? Who were there when the gods give Told my boy to stop it Drugs on me, you can’t touch Makin’ her go bananas Look at that man that ran up (That ran up, that ran up) Why do I make you stand up? [?]
24 karat like Kobe I’ma put on my whole team Getting my bread no whole wheat That’s the bus that sold me
I can’t do no runner-up (I can’t do no runner-up) Fucked her once, then now we’re not in love (Not in love) I want you bad, but you called me “Bud” But-but you called me bud I’ma-I’ma go grab my shades (Shades) Bitch wanna take my pesos I’ma-I’ma go grab my shades (Shades) Got drugs on me, let the pain go Swervin’ out in the Range Rove’ I’m the one who’ll take the blame though Wanna see how my day go? Double cup for my Faygo
I-It was murder what she wrote Every night she bring the dope Even soda pop in the tub Now she stayin’ inside the joke Baby girl, you’re just a fan How you talking ’bout wedding plans? ‘Cause you know that I’m in demand Doesn’t matter, I’m alone in my head Crash the whip, I’m already a wreck Everybody keep on looking to me You want a show? I ain’t booking for free
Thought you had enough, but I know you want more (Na-na, na-na-na-na) Like what else is in store? Why you only want me when I’m going on tour? Shout-out to my ex, but I’m done with that whore (Woah, woah) She sucked me for the clout (Clout) She asked me for a towel They wanna be like 916 No one can take my style Let me just point this out We can find our own route Tell me girl, what’s your purpose? I wanna hear you out