Lyrics
[Verse 1: Drake]
Yeah, none of you pussies is actin' the same
Mind on my money, I'm rackin' my brain
Pussies could never get back with the gang
Go to the hotel right after your game
Or come to your show and get back on the plane
This contract talk is fryin' my brain
The number they talkin' is actually insane
It's B's on the tables, B's on the tables
B's on the tables, B's on the tables
I don't wanna talk 'bout M's, I don't wanna talk 'bout friends
I don't wanna talk about how this shit started, man, I wanna talk about how this shit ends
B's on the tables, B's on the tables (Yeah)
B's on the tables (Okay then), B's on the tables
Can't even talk to my dogs, can't even talk to my bitch
Sometimes, I sit in the parking garage and I talk to my watch or I talk to my whip
It's B's on the tables (Okay then), B's on the tables (Okay then)
It's B's on the tables (Okay), B's on the tables
I've been on my "Just in case" shit
I got a whole lot of names and dates and pictures and faces
Saved for whenever the right time and place
Just trust me, I know it's
B's on the tables, B's on the tables
B's on the tables, B's on the tables
[Verse 2: Drake]
Spent months in the corner, just me and my back
I'm used to this, I'm numb to that
I know I just gotta adapt, ayy
Let's wait on your Spotify Wrapped
The message is you 'bout to send on us
Please don't hit send on none of that
There's no need to check where the temperature is
You know what it is if you double back
Shoulda put another blade in my back
Shoulda stood over and double tap
[?] y'all need a duffle bag
What is that offer they said?
What did they put on the table?
What does that say on that paper?
**** that, they gotta double that, triple that
**** is the bitches at?
Yeah, the chef's too michelin
Come to the six and we dippin' you boys at a christenin'
Kevin Hart late, yeah, he shook, come and put you in sticky predicaments
Killie might come take a stick off a pussy like they was transitionin'
I'm fightin' the man, not suin' the rapper, you boys is not listenin', ah
Your boyfriend a fisherman, that's just the word in the industry
Don't mean to be in y'all business
I'm talkin' spicy, hot, sizzlin'
Don't stick around if you visitin'
(B's on the tables, B's on the tables)
Yeah, what?
What is the offer they said?
What did they put on the table?
Better treat me like Shane Coppin'
Bank tellers better stay clocked in
Bank tellers better
What, B's on the tables
Yeah, none of you pussies is actin' the same
Mind on my money, I'm rackin' my brain
Pussies could never get back with the gang
Go to the hotel right after your game
Or come to your show and get back on the plane
This contract talk is fryin' my brain
The number they talkin' is actually insane
It's B's on the tables, B's on the tables
B's on the tables, B's on the tables
I don't wanna talk 'bout M's, I don't wanna talk 'bout friends
I don't wanna talk about how this shit started, man, I wanna talk about how this shit ends
B's on the tables, B's on the tables (Yeah)
B's on the tables (Okay then), B's on the tables
Can't even talk to my dogs, can't even talk to my bitch
Sometimes, I sit in the parking garage and I talk to my watch or I talk to my whip
It's B's on the tables (Okay then), B's on the tables (Okay then)
It's B's on the tables (Okay), B's on the tables
I've been on my "Just in case" shit
I got a whole lot of names and dates and pictures and faces
Saved for whenever the right time and place
Just trust me, I know it's
B's on the tables, B's on the tables
B's on the tables, B's on the tables
[Verse 2: Drake]
Spent months in the corner, just me and my back
I'm used to this, I'm numb to that
I know I just gotta adapt, ayy
Let's wait on your Spotify Wrapped
The message is you 'bout to send on us
Please don't hit send on none of that
There's no need to check where the temperature is
You know what it is if you double back
Shoulda put another blade in my back
Shoulda stood over and double tap
[?] y'all need a duffle bag
What is that offer they said?
What did they put on the table?
What does that say on that paper?
**** that, they gotta double that, triple that
**** is the bitches at?
Yeah, the chef's too michelin
Come to the six and we dippin' you boys at a christenin'
Kevin Hart late, yeah, he shook, come and put you in sticky predicaments
Killie might come take a stick off a pussy like they was transitionin'
I'm fightin' the man, not suin' the rapper, you boys is not listenin', ah
Your boyfriend a fisherman, that's just the word in the industry
Don't mean to be in y'all business
I'm talkin' spicy, hot, sizzlin'
Don't stick around if you visitin'
(B's on the tables, B's on the tables)
Yeah, what?
What is the offer they said?
What did they put on the table?
Better treat me like Shane Coppin'
Bank tellers better stay clocked in
Bank tellers better
What, B's on the tables