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[Verse 1: Mitchel Cave]
Yeah, ayy, pick a time and a place
After hours or the middle of day
Fuck it, she can even pull up with security
I promise the outcome is never gonna change (Is never gonna change, yeah)
Yeah, put a pussy in his place
Whole team full of criminals, it's in our DNA
Full tank, gassed up, I ain't hitting the brakes
So after I write the set, kissin', upper-cut to the face, yeah
[Pre-Chorus: Mitchel Cave]
Still cocaine stains on my Nikes (Hey)
Take drugs, stay high, do it high-key (Hey)
Said I would flip packs until I OD
But all these people fuckin' hatin' finally like me
Molly had your bitch doin' backflips (Woah-oh)
Two percs, one xan, that's a hat-trick (Woah)
This the butterfly effect, one foot on their necks
Got the other, full-force on the gas, bitch
[Chorus: Mitchel Cave]
Said she gettin' on the low, make a couple grand a show
But I really fuckin' doubt it (Doubt it)
Yeah, put your money where your mouth is
Lay it on the counter, rip it up and let me count it, yeah
I got your girlfriend on my right side
She's tryna joyride in the Audi, yeah
She said she love me, but I doubt it, yeah
Yeah, you said you poppin', but I doubt it
[Post-Chorus: Mitchel Cave & Christian Anthony]
Yeah, she poppin', but I doubt it
Oh, no, yeah, yeah
Put the money where your mouth is
Yeah, yeah, put the money where your mouth is
Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah yeah
[Verse 2: Christian Anthony]
Yeah, seven nights, seven shows
Wake up at eleven with a bloody nose, yeah
That's so outrageous
I can hear the crowd, can you point me to where the stage is?
Way too high, I need to come back down
Text goes green when she's not around
But that's not my problem
Said she's into me, probably, but I doubt it
[Chorus: Mitchel Cave & Christian Anthony]
Yeah, said she gettin' on the low
Make a couple grand a show, but I really fuckin' doubt it (Doubt it)
Yeah, put your money where your mouth is
Lay it on the counter, rip it up and let me count it
Yeah, I got your girlfriend on my right side
She's tryna joyride in the Audi, yeah
Said you love me, but I doubt it, yeah
Yeah, you said you poppin', but I doubt it, uh
[Post-Chorus: Mitchel Cave & Christian Anthony]
Yeah, said you poppin', but I doubt it
Oh, no, yeah, yeah
Put the money where your mouth is
Yeah, yeah, put the money where your mouth is
Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah yeah
[Outro: Mitchel Cave & Christian Anthony]
Yeah, said she gettin' on the low
Make a couple grand a show, but I really fuckin' doubt it (Doubt it)
Yeah, put your money where your mouth is
Lay it on the counter, rip it up and let me count it
Yeah, I got your girlfriend on my right side
She's tryna joyride in the Audi, yeah
Said you love me, but I doubt it, yeah
Yeah, you said you poppin', but I doubt it
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