2TONE
 作词 : Jahaan Sweet/Noah Smith/Benjamin Saint Fort/Caleb Toliver
 作曲 : Jahaan Sweet/Noah Smith/Benjamin Saint Fort/Caleb Toliver
 Nobody wants to be cool as her
 Popped out with my jewelry, yeah
 You're ****in' him, who you foolin'? Huh
 We made love in my dually truck
 You had me thinking it was all love
 Grind it down like some saw dust
 Grind me, yeah, turn me up
 I'm hittin' lil shawty, I did in the car, I **** with her tummy up
 She give me head on the top floor, I swear it was stories up
 My Victoria
 Just let this be a secret, yo' panties, girl, I'll keep it, huh

 [Post-Chorus: Yeat]
 See it, I see it
 Your bullshit, yeah, I see it
 Your bullshit, yeah, I see it
 See it, I see it
 Your bullshit, yeah, I see it
 Your bullshit, yeah, I see it

 [Verse 1: Yeat]
 He don't got a two-tone blick
 Put you on a tombstone, bitch
 And I got a two-tone fit
 Yeah, 'cause I went and flooded my wrist
 Yeah, I got a two-tone bitch
 Always ****in' with ya moods on bitch
 But goddamn it, I love that bitch
 In the backseat, shawty gon' drink my kids (Ooh, ah, ah)

 [Verse 2: Don Toliver]
 Don't tell me it's over, girl
 Know your heart'd be broken, it's over, girl
 (Huh) It was you who I chosen, girl
 Know you were the one that would rule the world (Uh)

 Nobody wants to be cool as her
 Popped out with my jewelry, yeah
 You're ****in' him, who you foolin'? Huh
 We made love in my dually truck
 You had me thinking it was all love
 Grind it down like some saw dust
 Grind me, yeah, turn me up (Turn me up)
 I'm hittin' lil shawty, I did in the car, I **** with her tummy up (With her tummy up)
 She give me head on the top floor, I swear it was stories up (It was stories up)
 My Victoria (My Victoria)
 Just let this be a secret, yo' panties, girl, I'll keep it, huh (Ah, ah, ah, huh, ah)
 Don't tell me it's over, girl
 Know your heart'd be broken, it's over, girl (Don't tell me it's over, girl)

 [Post-Chorus: Yeat]
 See it, I see it
 Your bullshit, yeah, I see it
 Your bullshit, yeah, I see it
 See it, I see it
 Your bullshit, yeah, I see it
 Your bullshit, yeah, I see it

 [Verse 3: Yeat]
 He don't got a two-tone blick
 Put you on a tombstone, bitch
 And I got a two-tone fit
 Yeah, 'cause I went and flooded my wrist
 Yeah, I got a two-tone bitch
 Always ****in' with ya moods on bitch
 But goddamn it, I love that bitch
 In the backseat, shawty gon' drink my kids
 Yeah, goddamn it, King Tonka pulled up in the big body, outside birds
 How 'bout your show? What you're doing? What you living, bitch
 Yeah, or is it just words?
 Would you put yourself before me? Would you put me first?
 And I'm big body living, big body living
 King Tonka pull up in the building, they're not shit, show 'em
 What it takes to be alive
 Big body living, big body living (I see it, bullshit, yeah, I see it)
 (Your bullshit, yeah, I see it) Big body living, big body living
 It takes a lot (Huh, huh, woo)
 Big body living, big body living (I see it, bullshit, yeah, I see it)
 Big body living, big body feeling
 Big money on me, bad bitches only