Resume lyrics

[Intro: Lil Tjay]
Lil TJay
Uh

[Chorus: Lil Tjay]
Put TYB on my resume
Keep it real, boy, don't interrogate
I f*cked your b*tch, I ain't hesitate
Put TYB on my resume
She was a average b*tch anyway
I left her then moved on to better things (Skrrt)
She was an average b*tch anyway
I left her then moved on to better things

[Verse 1: Lil Tjay]
I pop out in all new designer
Smellin' like Dolce Gabbana
Rollin' up marijuana
Ya b*tch had me "Como te llamas?"
Ya b*tch, she ain't really a fronter (Ooh)
Know I could f*ck if I wanna
I might just tell her I love her
I might just f*ck her and dub her
Last b*tch I hit with a rubber (Ooh)
I couldn't bust on her covers
Had too much respect for her mother
Ain't wanna lay hands on her brother
Flexin', she all on my huevos (Ooh)
I just be chasin' these pesos
Told her I ain't tryna f*ck now
She said, "I'll still give you head though"
So we went to go get a bottle (Ooh)
She said Ceretto Moscato
Chillin', I'm all at her mouth wit' it
I bust a nut and she swallowed