Shame on You lyrics

[Intro]
Cook up some more? (Yeah, uh, hey)
Hey

[Pre-Chorus]
Jumped out the gym like Jordan
I'm tryna cop me a two door foreign
All my b*tches look gorgeous
When she bend it over bet her sh*t look enormous

[Chorus]
Shame on you, I got the way wit' yo' ho
f*ck 'em while you paid 'em, but the pain on the toe
[?] sucked a n*gga, like to play with the throat
But your n*gga hit it and quit it, I can't stay wit' the ho

[Verse 1]
Shawty look ba-a-ad, but she want my cash
I can't go like tha-a-at, shawty, I'm gon' pass
She said she want Christian Dior-or
I can't buy sh*t for that whore
Kicked that lil' b*tch out the door
She keep blowin' my phone, I ignore it
I'm too suave, I'm too clean
Designer all over my jeans
Better call your [?], f*ck you mean?
No, you can't hang with the team
Only with me 'cause I just been flossin'
Gotta f*ck with that b*tch with a caution
I'on really catch feelings too often
b*tch, I'm tryna go far and go all in, yeah