| feat. Angel | |
| [Verse 1: Angel] | |
| I wouldn't go too far | |
| Everybody knows you | |
| So why you busy tryna be her? | |
| Everybody's busy tryna be you | |
| You ain't gotta try too hard | |
| I just wanna hold you | |
| When you look the other way | |
| Looking at you with the whole room | |
| [Hook: Angel] | |
| Don't you know you run this party, run this party | |
| Lady, you run this party | |
| You came through and turn up this party | |
| Look at that body | |
| You ain't gotta role play | |
| You be legal the whole way | |
| Don't you know you run this, run this, run this, run this | |
| I run this (oh), run this, (oh) run this, run this | |
| [Verse 2: Angel] | |
| You're taking this too far | |
| Everybody's so cool | |
| Cause she ain't got a dress like yours | |
| Don't you see I'm tryna dress like you | |
| You ain't gotta try too hard | |
| Whenever you roll through | |
| Like you did the other day | |
| Looking at you with the whole room | |
| [Hook] | |
| [Verse 3: Sneakbo] | |
| Ayy, I was gonna talk about a chick | |
| But right now I'm on my own **** | |
| All this money got me bopping like a crip | |
| Get my black hoodie off and get her summer outfit yeah | |
| Catch a flight with me and my hitta | |
| Look at that, that's that gyal from twitter | |
| I pull up like "Hi Cinderella" | |
| Then I put my arms out like I'm doing macarena | |
| She a sexy, spicy, nice likkle lighty | |
| Causing in a Heatwave live Wiley | |
| I nearly passed out like Tinie | |
| Straight from the south, she a Southide Barbie | |
| In the party like Call mi a Yardie | |
| Call me a Niger, smokin' Bob Marley | |
| It's comin' like the gyaldem are on me | |
| My brother's like "Just call [?]" | |
| [Hook] |