rude

[Intro]
Why you fuck with that lame dude?
Like, bae, I like you, is you tryna make me yo' main dude?
(burny)

[Verse]
She complainin' to a youngin, what I do, lil' baby? (TC on the beat, nigga)
Up the fire, make him the news, lil' baby
And if she swervin' in this stolen, this my rental, lil' baby
And she block my fuckin' number, why you rude, lil' baby? (Like, why you rude?)
Up the fire, dont hesitate to put him on a shirt
Like, if I call this bitch up, best believe she twerk
And if she don't call me back, I know that she at work (Go)
Like, why you fuck with that lame dude? (Go)
Like, bae, I like you, is you tryna make me yo' main dude? (Fuck)
This dumb ho steady complainin'
We might pull up to your block and it start rainin'
And I'm fuckin' with a model bitch, she famous
She just tryna fuck me for the fame (Yeah, yeah)
Like, pull up to your block, we make it rain, yeah (Yeah)
This ho done told me my last name (What the fuck?)
Like, what the fuck? Like, how you know that shit? (What the fuck?)
I'm tryna hop up in that fuckin' whip, yeah