[Intro: Jacquees]
But she's straight from Decatur
Thought you were Colombian
Are we turning up?
Or are we wasting time?
Girl, please don't waste my time
You know I'm—

[Verse 1: RJLDiablo]
Do you wanna see my signature? Ooh
Can't recount how long I been with ya, ooh
I been sippin' that gin with ya, ooh
I think that I'm a king to ya
Man, these times has been hard
We been spending all our times writin' down shit bars
Gettin' writer's block, verses bigger than Minaj
Sayin' we gon' shoot up a block like we Mirage
Get a gallon of the oil right out of the garage
Saunders, I'm sorry for what happened
I'm sorry for no advice to keep you rappin'
I only ever wanted someone for a tap-in
People getting confused, bitch, I know I'm cappin'
I know I live a boring life, but it's fun to think I'm trappin'
God, I miss Dud, me and him where gettin'—

[Refrain: RJLDiablo]
Show me the signature
Show— show— show— show me the signature
Si— si— si— si— signature
Show me the signature
Show— show— show— show me the signature
Si— si— si— si— signature
[Pre-Chorus: Jacquees]
Are we turning up?
Are we turning up?
Or are we wasting time?
Please don't waste my time
Please don't waste my—
Please don't waste my—
Please don't waste my—
Please don't waste my—
Please don't waste my—
Please don't waste my—
Please don't waste my—
Please don't waste my—
Please don't waste my—

[Verse 2: RJLDiablo]
She just wanted my signature
I said, "Do you also want a picture, huh?"
She grabbed my ass, she pinched it, yuh
I took her back, got me lickin' her
Shit gets hard, then I tickle her
I've never fucked with a fan
She thinks I'm the fuckin' man
She thinks I got a hunnid bands
But instead I show her my hunnid cans
She realises I'm a lowlife, but so is she
So we fuck 'til our fucking bangs
Wake up the neighbours, who tell us off for fucking, man
[Chorus: RJLDiablo]
'Member being a little boy on '09
Back when shit was so fine
Back when we had no time
Now we got it all, what to wit' it?
It taste like gouda, bitch
Parents nursin' for the sick
Had a donut on my dick
But now I got a Rollie, little bitch
L, stop pretending you sell bricks
Now I sell my signatures for pics

[Post-Chorus: RJLDiablo]
Signature, signature, signature
She wants my signature
Signature, signature, signature
Baby wants my signature
Signature, signature, signature
She wants my signature
Signature, signature, signature
Baby wants my signature

[Pre-Chorus: Jacquees]
Are we turning up?
Are we turning up?
Or are we wasting time?
Please don't waste my time
Please don't waste my—
Please don't waste my—
Please don't waste my—
Please don't waste my—
Please don't waste my—
Please don't waste my—
Please don't waste my—
Please don't waste my—
Please don't waste my—
[Chorus: RJLDiablo]
'Member being a little boy on '09
Back when shit was so fine
Back when we had no time
Now we got it all, what to wit' it?
It taste like gouda, bitch
Parents nursin' for the sick
Had a donut on my dick
But now I got a Rollie, little bitch
L, stop pretending you sell bricks
Now I sell my signatures for pics