I bet your mother would be proud of you, ooh (you, you, you, oh)

I bet our mother would be proud of you, oh

I know what you say

You say I coulda treated you better or whatever, but

I don't know, I think I did alright

Know what I'm sayin'?

And you know how you get

Drawin' conclusions like you got a parsons degree or somethin'

I coulda treated you better, that's crazy

Nope.

Lean in, lean in soda, fanta, fantasizin'

That's not love you're in, it's more like compromisin'

I move mountains for you, fuck that social climbin'

Lean into me, lean into me

Yeah, lean in, lean into me.

Pussy ain't makin' me tweak, ended up stayin' a week

She pretty but ghetto, pretty but rough, just like virginia beach

I wanna get back to the days that you loved me for nothin' but what you could see

You bust down the jubilee, I swapped it and made you go factory, wait

You put some pain in me, I wanna get back to the major league

She wanna grab on the throttle, I wanna get back in the driver's seat

That nigga spent his last check on your car and you got it and drove it to me

Asked me if I coulda treated you better, but no...

Lean in soda, fanta, fantasizin'

That's not love you're in, it's more like compromisin'

I move mountains for you, fuck that social climbin'

Lean into me, lean into me

Lean in, lean into me.

Yeah, yeah...

Yeah...

Grr, grr...

Yeah...

Our texts feelin' like a fencin' match, your temper shorter and I'm sensin' that

You keep talkin' 'bout some, "period," but where you 'bout to end the sentence at?

'cause you been goin' off on my ass, then I tell your ass where I'm at

And you act like I'm not supposed to mention that

I introduce you to my friends' girlfriends, you ain't interested in makin' friends

Talkin' 'bout you wanna cook for a nigga in the kitchen, can you make amends?

Least we know you got the cakes on you, girl, you should prolly stick to bakin' then

Workin' this crop like the rubber chute, I swear that I'm not tryna smother you

I got to know a whole other you, but let's not forget how I discovered you

We ain't even gotta mention that, any nigga try and trouble you

He gon' find out that it's on-site like w-w-w

On site like dot-com, put a baby in you, a hot mom

Yeah, ask me if I coulda treated you better, but no

Not at all, not at all.

I bet our mother would be proud of you, ooh (mother would be proud)