[Intro]
This is take number two
Number two, go, bitch
Leggo, ow
Ow, fuckin'
Bitch, yeah, bitch, yeah
Bitch, yeah, bitch, yeah
Sweet little dee-do-dee-dee
(Yeah) I-I-I-I-I (Yeah)

[Verse]
I've been fuckin' with them fizzy pink juices, Jolly Rancher, diluted
Double cup, Sprite with it, please put some ice in it (Yeah)
My hoe look like gold and she know that I'm wit' it
They say, "Bros over hoes," your motto never changed, yo
Bitch played out like Range Rovers, caked out, no celebration (Nah)
Ridin' off this hangover (Damn, damn), rollin' up this elevation
But damn, that shit feel good (Damn), damn, I've been waitin' for this (Damn)
Come into my waitin' room (Damn), she wait until she beg for it (Woo)
They wanna underestimate me, 'cause they unqualified (Nah)
Bitch, I been had that moolah, check my fuckin' wallet size (Haa!)
Hittin' licks like a base player, so stay up in your own lane, player
I must be the devil, 'cause I come through when they sayin' prayers like
"This bitch need Jesus, this bitch need Jesus" (Oh, no)
Bitch, that shit been old (Oh), Soul Train (Oh), Regis (Oh, haa!)
Everything look wavy, 'cause Doja got you seasick
I'm good, n***a, I'm gravy, but you on the other hand need this shit
[Outro]
You just don't treat them bad
Doja
Sweet little dee-do-dee-dee
I don't mean to hurt you, baby