{Intro: ZAYSKII}
[? beats] yeah, yeah, yeah, shoutout Zaytoven man
[piano melody: Zaytoven]

[Verse 1: ZAYSKII]
Yeah, my coupe all black, treat that hallway like a trap
I'm just tryna' get you back
We both know its strings attached
Every couple all black, treat that hallway like a trap
I'm just tryna' get you back
We both know its strings attached
Yeah, my coupe all black, treat that hallway like a trap
I'm just tryna' get you back
We both know its strings attached
Everytime I hit yo' phone, you miss the first one then call back
I know you hate it when I'm gone, but I'm just tryna' get that sack
You might as well go ahead and come home
Down to the lane that's whеre I'm at
Ion' even trip whеn we fall out, cause everytime you just run back
And if you ever run yo' mouth
You lost my trust and won't get it back
I ain't gon' lie I miss yo' smile
Cause when you smile, I'm gon' smile back (Yeah)
My coupe all black, treat that hallway like a trap
I'm just tryna' get you back
We both know its strings attached
Everytime I hit yo' phone, you miss the first one then call back
I know you hate it when I'm gone, but I'm just tryna' get that sack
You might as well go ahead and come home
Down to the lane that's where I'm at
Ion' even trip when we fall out, cause everytime you just run back
And if you ever run yo' mouth
You lost my trust and won't get it back (and that's on god)
(Yeah, yeah, huh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Tana]
PocketFightGang, ya' dig?
My coupe all black, and ya' hoe on dat'
If I call then fall back, know we rich but I call that
Pour my wallet, with this shit I'm poppin'
Do they hate you? Probably
Why you hatin'? Watch this
Yeah, yeah, I could show you n***as how to do this
Ion' speak if ion' wanna lose it
If you talkin' money baby I'm for it
PocketFightGang just flew in
In Atlanta Georgia just pouring
When I wake up we get to it
Coupe all black I'm zooming (yeah)

[Verse 3: ZAYSKII]
My coupe all black, treat that hallway like a trap
I'm just tryna' get you back
We both know its strings attached
Everytime I hit yo' phone, you miss the first one then call back
I know you hate it when I'm gone, but I'm just tryna' get that sack
You might as well go ahead and come home
Down to the lane that's where I'm at
Ion' even trip when we fall out, cause everytime you just run back
And if you ever run yo' mouth
You lost my trust and won't get it back (yeah)