[Intro]
Let's go
I'll follow you anywhere
[Verse 1]
Fashion week, but I still kick it at the Dunkin (Uh)
Fashion week, but I still kick it with the drum (Uh, uh)
I'm gon' kick it at his house (Yeah), I'ma have some fun, uh
I just wanna wear your clothes, dress me up, uh (Dress me up)
I told this boy I like dorks, no McLovin (Uh)
They said I can't catch a vibe, say what's up (Uh, uh)
And that boy addicted, say young JR feel like drugs, uh
She said she hate me, on her mind, so it must be love, uh
[Refrain]
I-I hate when he give me advice, I'm tryna f*ck, uh
I hate when he give me advice, I'm tryna f*ck, uh-uh
I-I hate when he givе me advice, I'm tryna f*ck, uh
[Verse 2]
Hop up on the planе, we take off, now I'm stuck
They want access to this swag, but the cost, it ain't cheap, uh (Bitch)
If you got a girl, then why you talking to me? Uh (Bitch)
And my ex broke, we skip the talk 'cause it's cheap, uh (Bitch)
They say Jane so hard, why they on top? They must cheat, uh (Bitch)
H-h-he not Indie rock and he not up, f*ck a Tweet, uh
He not Indie rock and he not up, f*ck a Tweet (Uh)
He not Indie rock and he not up, f*ck a Tweet, uh
He not Indie rock and he not up, f*ck a Tweet, uh
He gon' call me up, he say he still not over me, uh
If you got a girl, then boy, I might just help you cheat, uh
He gon' call me up, he say he still not over me, uh
I say that's okay, nobody really over me
I'll follow you anywhere
[Refrain]
I hate when he give me advice, I'm tryna f*ck, uh
I hate when he give me advice, I'm tryna f*ck, uh
I hate when he give me advice, I'm tryna f*ck, uh
[Interlude]
Yeah— go
Hard workout, hard from the crack of dawn
I love to train under Waterfall and clear my head (Yeah—)
[Chorus]
He could have anything he want, baby, I'll pay for it
He could have anything he want, baby, I'll pay for it, uh (Yeah—)
What you think I took you on these dates for? Uh
I would never kick it with a lame, case closed, uh (Yeah—)
[Verse 3]
Ba-baby, we could try again 'cause we came close
I'll protect you from the hate, it's a safe zone, uh (Yeah—)
Lots of boys did me wrong, so I lay low (Uh), uh
You know you ain't have to take them photos of me, uh (Yeah—)
2026, nobody colder than me (Bitch)
All the shit I make stick, Chicago snow on the street (Yeah—)
The-they said a bitch poppin', Jane must pay for tweets
Paris fashion week rich, bumpin' all my unreleased, uh, uh (Yeah—)
Paris fashion week rich, bumpin' all my unreleased, uh (Yeah—)
I'm a thousand miles away, I could've stayed home
I'm just tryna take you out, pick up the damn phone
[Chorus]
He could have anything he want, baby, I'll pay for it, uh
He could have anything he want, baby, I'll pay for it, uh (Let's go)
What you think I took you on these dates for? Uh
I would never kick it with a lame, case closed, uh
[Outro]
They want access to this swag, but the cost, it ain't cheap, uh (Bitch)
If you got a girl, then why you talking to me? Uh (Bitch)
And my ex broke, we skip the talk 'cause it's cheap, uh (Bitch)
They say Jane so hard, why they on top? They must cheat (Bitch)