She wearin' them apple bottom jeans
Like Hoodie tryna fuck Billie Jean
Took hits on the chin for the team
Plug love him the fent, don't love the lean
I took me an L and made it back
You don't talk out of place, ain't playin' that
The back door been open, we shakin' that
Don't trip out your bitch, I ain't takin' that
Your bitch she love average, she play it back
Just give me the plug, I ain't payin' tax
My doggy ain't normal he caught a hat
She said that she hate me, just sayin' that
I get down on your level, I'm petty too
Ain't gettin' you, Louis, got Jimmy Choo
Sick to my stomach I got the news
She do shit to me, she won't do to you
Whatever I tell her, she do
Too high on the love, I'm stuck on the drugs
I'm sorry I thought that you knew
Don't start all your problems, I ain't tryna listen
I'm sorry I'm playin' it cool
I don't wanna talk, don't care about my problems
I'm sorry I don't know what to do
I'm sorry I thought that you knew
The plug gonna show me love you know it
I just want the neck, she think it's bogus
She asked for me back, I said it's broken
It's fucking me up but she don't know it
Just kiddin', I know that she know it
Like Hoodie tryna fuck Billie Jean
I know that you know it
She wearin' them apple bottom jeans
Like Hoodie tryna fuck Billie Jean
Took hits on the chin for the team
Plug love him the fent, don't love the lean
I took me an L and made it back
You don't talk out of place, ain't playin' that
The back door been open, we shakin' that
Don't trip out your bitch, I ain't takin' that
Your bitch she love average, she play it back
Just give me the plug, I ain't payin' tax
My doggy ain't normal he caught a hat
She said that she hate me, just sayin' that
I get down on your level, I'm petty too
Ain't gettin' you, Louis, got Jimmy Choo
Sick to my stomach I got the news
She do shit to me, she won't do to you