You're Done ft. Swats

(Swats on the beat)

I been looking way hotter than the next motherfucker

I been here trying to do my own thing they don't love us

You been hanging with the op's I can tell you undercover

They telling me a number but I tell 'em up gotta up that

That drank look a little fake I don't touch that

This bitch titties fake I don't want that

But this girl looking like a dinner plate got to munch that

Pull up to my place real quick like its dash pass

Smoking up an eighth in a jay got to ash that

Really need the paper I don't really want the cash app

Seen this shawty in my insta', had to bag that