[Intro: Khary]
Yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Ayy
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Hehah!
Yeah!

[Chorus 1: Rob Curly & Khary]
I be breaking hearts, I ain't smooth
I'm the same n***a in tune with the groove
Mama say, mama say, "What's the move?", I'm a [?]
I'm ashamed of the blues, keep the cool view, ayy, uh
Shit, [?], she know a young n***a got [?]
Shorty said she love my tone (My tone)
Come through, be [?] (My tone, my tone, my tone)
Be [?]

[Verse 1: Khary]
Uhhh... I'm 'bout to fuck it up (Fuck it up)
Shorty said she done with fuck n***as in double cups (Cups, double cups)
She wants a weirdo who likes Dragon Ball, run it up, my mulatto chick (Up, run it up)
Give a lot of dick, she gives double-stuffed, Oreo ([?], dick!)
Self-made n***a's how the story go (Story go)
"Is it Khare-y? Khi-ry? Wait, I got it, is it Kho-ry?" No (No)
Damn, bro, it's Khary (Yup), don't even get me started
I'm the type to leave your baby mama lonely at The Maury Show (Heheh...)
So pardon me if I go in my bag a little (Bag a little)
N***as say they tough, they a bag of Skittles (Bag of Skittles)
I don't gotta bluff, I am not the fightin'-type
I know who I am, I don't have no riddles (Ooh...woo!)
I don't be in the club like, "Bam, bam" (Swee-!)
You smokin' Flintstones, my man-man ([?])
If you think you touchin' [?] (Ooh), oh, you say this wifey got plans-plans (Ah)
I bet she never showed you her tramp stamps, yikes! (Hahahah, yeah!)
[Chorus 2: Rob Curly]
I be breaking hearts, I ain't smooth
I'm the same n***a in tune with the groove
Mama say, mama say, "What's the move?", I'm a [?]
I'm ashamed of the blues, keep the cool view, ayy, uh
Shit, [?], she know a young n***a got [?]
Shorty said she love my tone (My tone)
Come through, be [?] (My tone, my tone, my tone)
Be [?], ayy

[Verse 2: Rob Curly]
Watch me pop, like soda, up Northside
Underrated sacrifices, like it's "More Life"
Lost my [?] life on the quest for more hype
Now I'm feelin' show-right, motherfucker cold, right?
Fuck you pay me? I'm a [?]- (Star)
Breakin' hearts, as of lately (Yeah)
Do my dance, like Patrick Swayze (True)
Could be rich, I'm fuckin' lazy ([?])
So I pass on them bad ones, like bad loans (Bad- loans)
Like cast on, I can't bend for no [?], like
Who would've thought that them pictures were cropped?
All them bitches was trippin', and flimsy n***as were dropped
Now I'm smooth with it, like [?] with it, mama who's is it?
Who did it- like me?
Ain't nobody cool with it- like me
Top of my game, nothing but gain, they never the same
[Chorus 3: Rob Curly]
I be breaking hearts, I ain't smooth
I'm the same n***a in tune with the groove
Mama say, mama say, "What's the move?", I'm a [?]
I'm ashamed of the blues, keep the cool view, ayy, uh
Shit, [?], she know a young n***a got [?]
Shorty said she love my tone (My tone)
Come through, be [?] (My tone, my tone, my tone)
I be-
I be breaking hearts, I ain't smooth
I'm the same n***a in tune with the groove
Mama say, mama say, "What's the move?", I'm a [?]
I'm ashamed of the blues, keep the cool view, ayy, uh
Shit, [?], she know a young n***a got [?]
Shorty said she love my tone (My tone)
Come through, be [?] (My tone, my tone, my tone)