you can tell
Goin' up, goin' up, goin' up, uh
It ain't hard to tell, it ain't hard to tell
She could tell (uh)
Whole club faded off the smell (uh-uh)
This the only time I'm holding Ls, oh, yeah, yeah
It ain't, it ain't, it ain't hard to tell, oh-yeah
It ain't hard to tell, yeah, oh-yeah
I might fuck your friend, while you watch
That tour bag got me looking for new spots (ooh-yeah)
I'm getting high up on this rooftop (ooh-yeah)
Got way too much to worry about what you got (yeah-yeah)
Told my old bitch, "I got some new top" (yeah-yeah)
Cîroc blue dot got me loose now (yeah-yeah)
My new bitch from Utah got a boob job (yeah)
So she's runnin' around trying to show them off, I ain't mad at it
You can tell
She could tell (uh)
Whole club faded off the smell (uh-uh)
This the only time I'm holding Ls, oh, yeah, yeah
It ain't, it ain't, it ain't hard to tell, oh-yeah
You can tell
She could tell (uh)
Whole club faded off the smell (uh-uh)
This the only time I'm holding Ls, oh, yeah, yeah
It ain't, it ain't, it ain't hard to tell, oh-yeah
I'ma pay the price today, so I can pay whatever later
Sweet got an elevator, I keep elevating
Flew to Tennessee, them southern bitches are my favorite
And my cigarette got them purple flowers in it (uh-yeah)
She too busy for y'all, she got the time for us (yeah-yeah)
No strings attached, she got no ties to us
I ain't got a lot of time to give her, that's fine with her (yeah-yeah)
If she runs back to y'all, yeah that's fine with us
You can tell
She could tell (uh)
Whole club faded off the smell (uh)
It ain't, it ain't, it ain't hard to tell (oh-yeah)
It ain't hard to tell, yeah
(Tell yeah, tell yeah, tell yeah, tell yeah...)
I might fuck your friend, while you watch
That tour bag got me looking for new spots (ooh-yeah)
I'm getting high up on this rooftop (ooh-yeah)
Got way too much to worry about what you got (yeah-yeah)
Told my old bitch, "I got some new top" (yeah-yeah)
Cîroc blue dot got me loose now (yeah-yeah)
My new bitch from Utah got a boob job (yeah)
So she's runnin' around trying to show them off, I ain't mad at it
You can tell
She could tell (uh)
Whole club faded off the smell (uh-uh-uh)
It ain't, it ain't, it ain't hard to tell, oh...
It ain't hard to tell, it ain't hard to tell
She could tell (uh)
Whole club faded off the smell (uh-uh)
This the only time I'm holding Ls, oh, yeah, yeah
It ain't, it ain't, it ain't hard to tell, oh-yeah
It ain't hard to tell, yeah, oh-yeah
I might fuck your friend, while you watch
That tour bag got me looking for new spots (ooh-yeah)
I'm getting high up on this rooftop (ooh-yeah)
Got way too much to worry about what you got (yeah-yeah)
Told my old bitch, "I got some new top" (yeah-yeah)
Cîroc blue dot got me loose now (yeah-yeah)
My new bitch from Utah got a boob job (yeah)
So she's runnin' around trying to show them off, I ain't mad at it
You can tell
She could tell (uh)
Whole club faded off the smell (uh-uh)
This the only time I'm holding Ls, oh, yeah, yeah
It ain't, it ain't, it ain't hard to tell, oh-yeah
You can tell
She could tell (uh)
Whole club faded off the smell (uh-uh)
This the only time I'm holding Ls, oh, yeah, yeah
It ain't, it ain't, it ain't hard to tell, oh-yeah
I'ma pay the price today, so I can pay whatever later
Sweet got an elevator, I keep elevating
Flew to Tennessee, them southern bitches are my favorite
And my cigarette got them purple flowers in it (uh-yeah)
She too busy for y'all, she got the time for us (yeah-yeah)
No strings attached, she got no ties to us
I ain't got a lot of time to give her, that's fine with her (yeah-yeah)
If she runs back to y'all, yeah that's fine with us
You can tell
She could tell (uh)
Whole club faded off the smell (uh)
It ain't, it ain't, it ain't hard to tell (oh-yeah)
It ain't hard to tell, yeah
(Tell yeah, tell yeah, tell yeah, tell yeah...)
I might fuck your friend, while you watch
That tour bag got me looking for new spots (ooh-yeah)
I'm getting high up on this rooftop (ooh-yeah)
Got way too much to worry about what you got (yeah-yeah)
Told my old bitch, "I got some new top" (yeah-yeah)
Cîroc blue dot got me loose now (yeah-yeah)
My new bitch from Utah got a boob job (yeah)
So she's runnin' around trying to show them off, I ain't mad at it
You can tell
She could tell (uh)
Whole club faded off the smell (uh-uh-uh)
It ain't, it ain't, it ain't hard to tell, oh...
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Writer(s): Mike Seander, Hosu Yoon, Mason Sacks, Jake Anthony Procanik
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