[Jack Harlow:]Baby, what the fuck is really up?Baby, what the fuck is really up?Baby, what the fuck is really up? (Ayy, ayy)Baby, what the fuck is really up?All my girlfriends like to be rebellious (yeah)Tattoos with the belly button ringShe a bad little 'ting, look just like a Sylvia (yeah)And I think its really us (yeah)PG-13, them my damn affiliates (yeah)I ain't really with the silly stuffI'm a, real buddy, when it's lit I still be up (yeah)R-r-real buddy, when it's lit I still be upAnd you're insane (insane)Like the wind changeMotherfuckers do too, but a couple friends stay, yeahIn state, how she got her tuitionRetail, but she got some commissionI don't listen when they talk from a distanceI'm on some new shit, ayy, you can't relate (woo)I'm the man for the job, I'm the new candidateWe in the runnin' now, ayyI'm about to dumb it down for you, just so you can explainTo someone else that wanna knowYou can't help me with this flow'Cause I got it on my ownYeah, I got it on my own (yeah)Baby, what the fuck is really up?All my girlfriends like to be rebellious (yeah)Tattoos with the belly button ringShe a bad little 'ting, look just like a Sylvia (yeah)And I think its really us (yeah)PG-13, them my damn affiliates (yeah)I ain't really with the silly stuffI'm a, real buddy, when it's lit I still be up (yeah)R-r-real buddy, when it's lit I still be up[2forwOyNE:]Hey, ayy, call it how I see itShe gon' come and scoop me in her PriusTake a flight down south, changing seasonsI might just go and read her rights for no reasonShe sit that ass on the sink, it's deceivin' (ayy)But she gon' buss it open whenever I need it (ayy)I told her that I needed her she bought a heater (ayy)She expect me, but she know I'm sick, anemicBaby girl, it's cold out, so this hoodie won't doVIP grillin' when it ain't nothin' to doI ain't got nothin' to lose, so she said the party sucksSo I hit her like[Jack Harlow:]Baby, what the fuck is really up?All my girlfriends like to be rebellious (yeah)Tattoos with the belly button ringShe a bad little 'ting, look just like a Sylvia (yeah)And I think its really us (yeah)PG-13, them my damn affiliates (yeah)I ain't really with the silly stuffI'm a, real buddy, when it's lit I still be up (yeah)R-r-real buddy, when it's lit I still be upI'm on some different type-ofMight dip and get hit with snipersI know they out to get me, it's a tint when I'm in the ChryslerI leave once a week to pick a bag up and pick a vice upShe the type of girl to make me feel like I'm indecisiveI take her out to eat and she demand that we split the price upI been goin' crazy, might just have to go hit the psych upBeen askin' for a time that we can get in and get my life togetherI can't trip, I can't tripTake it slow for the eveningTake it slow, take it slowThey like, "Oh"There go PG, they're the shit, they're the shitYou should know, I'm 'bout to killI got hits, I got hitsYeah, yeahBaby, what the fuck is really up?All my girlfriends like to be rebellious (yeah)Tattoos with the belly button ringShe a bad little 'ting, look just like a Sylvia (yeah)And I think its really us (yeah)PG-13, them my damn affiliates (yeah)I ain't really with the silly stuffI'm a, real buddy, when it's lit I still be up (yeah)R-r-real buddy, when it's lit I still be up