[Chorus: Jane Remover]

(Ayy) Act like we normal, uh

You ain't never knew me, uh (Uh)

I smoke 'til my voice is gone, uh

I ain't never need you, no (Ayy)

I knew since I was young

I'd be falling down this road

B-bitches know my every move

How the fuck I go back home?

[Verse 1: Jane Remover]

I just did a sold out tour, and they singing all my shit

U-uh, I was born with cheat codes, bitch, I summon Arceus

Uh, I'm throwing up, I'm drunk, I'm losing all my oxygen

Uh, wish I never pulled up, 'cause I know the consequence

And fuck yo' bitch ass lineup, I know there be cops in it

U-uh, I talk to God, tell Him put a stop to this

Uh, bitch, quit all that whining, I know you signed up for this

Uh, they want a fucking cookie, givin' me smokе, keep watchin' this (Ayy, how the fuck I go back home?)

[Chorus: Jane Remover]

Act like wе normal, uh

You ain't never knew me, uh

I smoke 'til my voice is gone, uh

I ain't never need you, no (Ayy)

I knew since I was young

I'd be falling down this road

B-bitches know my every move

How the fu—

[Post-Chorus: Jane Remover]

B-bitches know my every move

How the fuck I go back home?

B-bitches know my every move

How the fuck I go back home?

B-bitches know my every move

How the fuck I go back home?

B-bitches know my every move

How the fuck I go back home?

[Verse 2: Lucy Bedroque]

Kick the door down, yeah (Bitch, kick it)

Ki-kick the door down, yeah (Bitch, kick it)

Creep— they creepin' up outside the back door (Creepin' outside, creepin' out)

Make my skin crawl up, might just drop these niggas to the floor (Creepin' outside, creepin' out)

I'ma real deal baller, I just put like fifty on the score (Schyeah, kick it down)

I kick doors, bring the chaos, I got bags full (Bags full)

Bitch, check the soles on my feet, god damn, I got tags, fool (Tags, fool)

Yeah, nigga wanna say something to the six god, I got mags full

Niggas jugg the swag, that shit end up dying, some damn fools (Boot-boot-boot up)

Dumb-dumb nigga tried to run up, make that boy take a U-turn (Turn right, yeah, push up)

Schyeah, bully these lil' niggas for the fun of it, bitch, I'm going Buford (I bully, I push, uh)

Pull out the big body U-Haul truck, my niggas real-deal movers

A-ARP need a cooler, ARP need a cooler (Bitch, check it out)

Bitch, I'm sippin' Actavis, it's goin' down

Yeah, schyeah, my boy rolled up the spliff, it's goin' down

Yeah, schyeah, I popped a perc, lil' boy, I'm up and down

Schyeah, take off my shirt, lil' boy, it's goin' down

'Kay, huh, I murdered the speakers, uh (Yeah, yeah, uh)

I mur— I murdered the speakers, uh (Yeah, yeah, uh)

I tatted my arm, like, the sleeve is up (Yeah, yeah, uh)

She grabbin' my arm, she won't give it up (Yeah, yeah, ooh)

I was 2010 JB at nineteen, that shit got them boys livid, uh (Yeah, yeah, uh)

I'm-I'm high as fuck, bitch, I need Visine (Yeah, yeah, uh)

Smoke gas and I live it up

[Chorus: Jane Remover]

(Ayy) Act like we normal, uh

You ain't never knew me, uh

I smoke 'til my voice is gone, uh

I ain't never need you, no (Ayy)

I knew since I was young

I'd be falling down this road (Road)

B-bitches know my every move

How the fuck I go back home? (Home)

[Post-Chorus: Jane Remover]

B-bitches know my every move

How the fuck I go back home?

B-bitches know my every move

How the fuck I go back home?

B-bitches know my every move

How the fuck I go back home?

B-bitches know my every move

How the fuck I go back home? (Home)