[Intro: Post Malone]
(Yeah, we want to go insane)

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Take your bitch, give her back, insane
Sent her packing, she was actin' crazy
Goin' batshit in the backseat, range
She was classy, now she nasty, hey
I'm a bachelor, I'm a bastard, hey (Wow)
Don't believe me? You can ask her, hey
Goin' batshit in the backseat, range
She was classy, now she nasty, hey

[Verse 1: Post Malone]
Bring that ass, meet me back stage
A million racks, I need it cash, cake
Yeah, we both got a car, but it's different
Yeah, we both got a house, but it's different
Yeah, we both got teeth, but it's different
(Both got teeth, both got teeth, yeah)
I wanna see somethin' in a short skirt, please
I wanna see somethin' in a shirt skort, please (Wow)
Treat my top like my ex, I'ma cut it off completely
Treat my top like my ex, I'ma cut it off completely (Skrrt skrrt)

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Take your bitch, give her back, insane (Wow)
Sent her packing, she was actin' crazy
Goin' batshit in the backseat, range (Wow)
She was classy, now she nasty, hey
I'm a bachelor, I'm a bastard, hey (Wow)
Don't believe me? You can ask her, hey
Goin' batshit in the backseat, range (Ooh)
She was classy, now she nasty, hey (Wow)

[Verse 2: Post Malone]
Second verse, second verse, yay
Second verse, second verse, again
Put her on game, this is not the same though
This is a Mulsanne, diamonds make a rainbow
Keep my Glocky tucked like a baby in a manger
When your girl around me, she treat you like a stranger
I got 20, 30 strippers in the Sprinter van
It's a little cramped to try to teach me how to dance
Ooh, you talkin' that shit, but
You ain't gonna do shit, ooh (Gonna do shit, ooh)
I ain't even gotta get up (Get it)
Ain't nobody scared of you, ooh (Damn)

[Chorus: Post Malone & XXXTENTACION]
Take your bitch, give her back, insane (Wow)
Sent her packing, she was actin' crazy
Goin' batshit in the backseat, range
She was classy, now she nasty, hey
I'm a bachelor, I'm a bastard, hey (Wow)
Don't believe me? You can ask her, hey
Goin' batshit in the backseat, range (Wow)
She was classy, now she nasty, hey (Hey) (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Verse 3: XXXTENTACION]
Criss-cross applesauce
Ride up on my croggy, uh
Eat the plate, no Rick Ross
I got some ape, no Harambe, uh
Nobody sayin', that she said
She wanna tug my denim, mm
If you think that X is broke
Then look at my motherfuckin' banknote
Okay, like, are you okay, Annie?
In a Phantom like I'm Danny, huh
I'm tryna fuck your granny
Tryna get Dagger Dick in her whole panties, huh
Said she really wanna touch eem body
But I just want brain like a nerd, rocka
Shout-out to 333rd
I'm flippin' the bird, the bird is the word, huh
I just came, she clean it up like Billy Mays, ha, ha
She got lockjaw, I put my dick all in her face, ha, ha
Her pussy hurt, might need a Band-Aid, I'm pussy bandit, yuh, yuh
Don't kill my vibe, lil' bitch, why are you tripping?
You makin' me frantic, yeah, ayy
Uno, dos, tres, huh, bitches givin' neck, uh
If it's for a check, uh, I might break a sweat, uh
Like I’m Boonk, yeah, tune, yeah
I might leave you mad as fuck, oh true, yeah
These fuck niggas hittin' like they saying "ayy" (Ayy)

[Verse 4: Travis Scott]
Yeah, this shit way too formal, y'all know I don't follow suit
Stacey Dash, most of these girls ain't got a clue
All of these hoes I made off records I produced
I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a group
Hit my eses, I need the bootch
'Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo
Told her, "Hop in, you comin' too"
In the 305, bitches treat me like I'm Uncle Luke
(Don't stop, pop that pussy!)
Had to slop the top off, it's just a roof, uh
She said, "Where we goin'?" I said, "The moon"
We ain't even make it to the room
She thought it was the ocean, it's just the pool
Now I got her open, it's just the Goose
Who put this shit together? I'm the glue

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Take your bitch, give her back, insane (Wow)
Sent her packing, she was actin' crazy
Goin' batshit in the backseat, range (Wow)
She was classy, now she nasty, hey
I'm a bachelor, I'm a bastard, hey (Wow)
Don't believe me? You can ask her, hey
Goin' batshit in the backseat, range (Ooh)
She was classy, now she nasty, hey (Wow)