text: Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, ohh
  Clutch about to make another hit!
  Yeah, ay
  I was in the love with the dancing 
  She was just searching for answers
  Worried bout Louis Vuitton
  And hittin the spot and go and get pampered
  Used to be sweet as a Fanta
  Its startin to feel like a cancer
  Fuck it up, why you fuck it up?
  And baby, I aint ever lie 
  I keep it all the way a hundred 
  I keep it all the way a hundred
  Baby, I aint ever lie
  I keep it all the way a hundred
  I keep it all the way a hundred, I keep it all the way a hundred
  Count up percent of the money
  You was just all for the money
  You need to start being honest 
  Niggas dont keep it one hundred 
  Sick of that fake actin funny
   every Sunday
  I eat it, she sweet like a sundae 
  She might get a ring from me one day 
  I came a long way from the Hyundai
  Nowadays Im in L.A. on Sunset 
  My lil bitch in New York got the basics 
  And my Miami girl got some good head 
  Tell my homies pull up with the 
   and I know I aint made it yet
  I know me and Gunna go maniac
  In the front, tryna see where Lil Baby at
  How can I go for the scandal
  I fell in love with her dancin
  She kissing me, calling me handsome
  I might take a call for ransom
  Got too many guys in Atlanta
  That ice got me cold as a panda
  Young Gunna, get friends like the Pastor
  Young Gunna stay friends with the bastards
  I fell in the love with the dancing 
  She was just searching for answers
  Worried bout Louis Vuitton
  And hittin the spot and go and get pampered
  Used to be sweet as a Fanta 
  You startin to feel like a cancer 
  Fuck it up, why you fuck it up?
  Baby, I aint ever lie 
  I keep it all the way a thousand, I keep it all the way a thousand
  Baby, I aint ever lie, I keep it all the way a thousand, I keep it all the way a thousand, I keep it all the way a thousand
  You was just poppin this shit, sayin I aint doing shit 
  Dont make me screenshot this shit, you was just all on my dick 
  Mad cause I aint give you that, mad cause I aint give you this 
  Lucky I gave you a shot, lucky I gave you some dick 
  I am just keepin it real, thats just me keepin it real 
  They gotta stay on my toes cause you was just all on my hip 
  Mad, aint tryna get it, you just lookin for a reason 
  Hit me if you need some pipe, I could use you for the evening 
  Baby, you know you a savage, but sorry, girl, I am a savage too
  Girl, you not even the baddest, so why do you come with that attitude?
  I had you covered in carats, bitch, you should show me some gratitude
  Heard since you left you been scraggin, you just a bitch on the avenue
  I was in the love with the dancing 
  She was just searching for answers 
  Worried bout Louis Vuitton 
  And hittin the spot and go and get pampered
  Used to be sweet as a Fanta
  Now it be seemin like cancer 
  Fuck it up, why you fuck it up?
  Baby, I aint ever lie
  I keep it all the way a million I keep it all the way a million 
  Baby, I aint ever lie, ay
  I keep it all the way a trillion, I keep it all the way a trillion, I keep it all the way-
  Ohhh, all the way