Y'all know y'all see us in that Benz and that Rover
Fresh pair and ones, Louis pull over
Whole city locked, just like I always told you
If it ain't boogie, believe me she a hooker
You know I fox drop it, dig up in they pockets
Pussy get lost, treat that nigga like a junk boy
Then act shady, this nigga must be crazy
My girls sell units like Michael in the 80s
What am I supposed to do?
I don't wanna be your referee
But anytime tonight I'm gonna blow my whistle
So hold my breath, turn blue
Till it's time to be your referee
Later on tonight I'll let you blow my whistle too
Cast your vote on me
Save that seat for me
Just place your bets on me
Stop getting high off of jealousy
Whether you are ready or not
I'm ready for you

I'm coming with all that I got
And while you decide
We are undefined
My instinct says I ought to keep you free
I want to keep you free
And my mother says men dislike stability
Oh, is it true?
My instinct says I ought to keep you free
But I don't dislike exclusivity
Oh, what am I supposed to do?
I don't wanna be your referee
But anytime tonight I'm gonna blow my whistle
So hold my breath, turn blue
Till it's time to be your referee
Later on tonight I'll let you blow my whistle too
Scared to show or tell
Keep what you just felt
A secret to yourself
So I'm getting tired of it
So I'm getting tired of mysteries
Even though I say they do not like games you play
Hurt me a lot
When there's none to play
Will you go or stay?
My instinct says I ought to disagree
When my mother says men will leave eventually
Is it true?
Nothing lasts forever, I agree
But I wouldn't mind the possibility
Oh, what am I supposed to do?
I don't wanna be your referee
But anytime tonight I'm gonna blow my whistle too
Hold my breath, turn blue
Till it's time to be your referee
Later on tonight I'll let you blow my whistle too
Live from BK, dippin' on the freeway
Vasa twists back with a couple Wildcats
Bunch of loose goons, keep the muzzle on em
We all seven tray, who the * want what?
I numbs em like cocaine raw
Starvin' like you're part of the V8
Cause four homes, been many places
But I'm Brooklyn's own
Bet I keeps it poppin', keep they shoulders lockin'
La-di-da-di in the party, nigga
Up your head, * you lookin' for a pen
I just came to bone
Reputation ill, stay on chrome
I'm like E.T., biatch, no phone home
Gavin always told me, boogie, watch your paper
Keep it low, bubble slow, niggas, catch the vapors
Fox and Cal rule when the Cadillac blue
Too live, shoutin' it got the minds, biatch
What am I supposed to do?
I don't wanna be your referee
But anytime tonight I'll let you blow my whistle too
Anytime tonight I'm gonna blow my whistle too
Hold my breath, turn blue
Till it's time to be your referee
Later on tonight I'll let you blow my whistle too
What am I supposed to do?
I don't wanna be your referee
But anytime tonight I'm gonna blow my whistle too
Hold my breath, turn blue
Till it's time to be your referee
Later on tonight I'll let you blow my whistle too
My wisdom too
What am I supposed to do?
I don't wanna be your referee
Ain't got nothing I can do