[Pre-Chorus]
I got chips like Frito Lay
She bad, but she want me to herself, no way
They told me, "Don’t give your wealth away" (Yeah)
Pop a bean and I need you around (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Don't call me, it's too late, I'm comin' down
Don't call me, it's too late, I'm comin' down
Where were you when I needed you around? (Down)
Don't call me, it's too late, I'm comin' down

[Post-Chorus]
I deal with all my problems by myself
I deal with all my problems by myself
I deal with all my problems by myself

[Open Instrumental]