[Intro] (Hitmaka) (That ni**a Mak' got the juice, oh) [Verse 1] I had a shorty I hit up when I'm out in Cali fu*k in the Hills, hidin' deep in the Valley But I had to pick up a bag in Atlanta But I keep it tight, boy, don't worry about it Baby, be worried, he know I got options Bet that he scared to slide when we out in the Chi Always fu*kin' on yachts, when we out in Miami But I never post and he wonderin' why [Chorus] 'Cause I can see the signs I know these b*tches want what I got But he won't cross the line They all be waitin' on the same spot These hoes be knowin' what they doin' Always on their bullsh*t But I ain't 'bout to lose it I can see the signs I know these b*tches want what I got [Verse 2] Deep in your feelings, I'm too independent Don't get offended, that's just how I'm livin' I'm quick to replace it, you speculatin' No confirmations, 'cause I know how these women be waitin' (Ooh, oh, oh, oh) I'm out in Vegas, I'm faded off 42 liquor Got some b*tches upset, hopin' and prayin' I slip up But we ain't got nothin' to hide They wanna know what it's like I see it all in their eyes [Chorus] 'Cause I can see the signs (Woah, oh, oh) I know these b*tches want what I got But he won't cross the line (He won't cross the line) They all be waitin' on the same spot (Oh, oh) These hoes be knowin' what they doin' Always on their bullsh*t But I ain't 'bout to lose it I can see the signs I know these b*tches want what I got