text: Menoh
  Blame on me, no, shame on you
  No shame on you, blame on me, no
  Ayy, ayy
  Blame on me, no, shame on you 
  No, you cant hide the truth
  Ima slide right through your roof 
  Might pop a pill or two
  Let them hate, we chuck the deuce 
  Fuck that, we gettin loose
  Pussy sweeter than some juice 
  I slurp it like its soup
  Ayy, she a naughty type on the weekend
  Perfect night, she gon let me start to creep in
  Baby goin offense, Im playin defense
  You on top, I swear thats the perfect sequence, ooh
  Why you like to lie, shawty, you know you impressed
  See you fuckin with me now cause I bossed up, and I flex
  All they liked to do was talk, when I knew that I was next
  I just come up with these hits and lay low, collect my checks
  She fuck with solid niggas 
  She dont be fuckin with broke boys, I ran it up, that was my choice
  She call me up when she need pipe, my girl aint playin with no toys
  Watch my back, niggas lurkin, my girl look better in person
  And she still picture perfect, ooh, dip and dash when we swervin
  Oh me, oh my 
  Put my hand on your thighs 
  If I come through tonight 
  Ill make you touch the sky 
  Dont need to wink my eye 
  No, Im not even playin 
  You know just what Im sayin 
  Got you and all your cravings
  Blame on me, no, shame on you 
  No, you cant hide the truth
  Ima slide right through your roof 
  Might pop a pill or two
  Let them hate, we chuck the deuce 
  Fuck that, we gettin loose
  Pussy sweeter than some juice 
  I slurp it like its soup
  Ayy, she a naughty type on the weekend
  Perfect night, she gon let me start to creep in
  Baby goin offense, Im playin defense
  You on top, I swear thats the perfect sequence, ooh
  Hold my wrist up out the coupe, two bitches switch-a-roo
  That pussy good, Im blamin you, you drippin, shame on you
  She got real water , head real smarter 
  Think that bitch from Florida , you probably cant afford her 
  Bentley truck might park the coupe , Im livin comfortable
  Told money then Im stuck with you, no, Im in love with you
  Plug pull up in the UFO, no small talk, Im the CEO
  My bitches is bad, they do the most
  She way too foreign, straight off the boat
  I put her on top, she leakin, she leakin
  Turn to a freak on the weekend, the weekend
  Blame on me, no, shame on you, girl, you cant hide the truth
  I might get a Rari coupe, but just to flex on you
  Blame on me, no, shame on you 
  No, you cant hide the truth
  Ima slide right through your roof 
  Might pop a pill or two
  Let them hate, we chuck the deuce 
  Fuck that, we gettin loose
  Pussy sweeter than some juice 
  I slurp it like its soup
  Ayy, she a naughty type on the weekend
  Perfect night, she gon let me start to creep in
  Baby goin offense, Im playin defense
  You on top, I swear thats the perfect sequence, ooh