She asked me why the f*ck don't you talk to me no more?
Cause every time we talk it's like an obstacle course
And I forgot where this source of this information was coming from
You try and make me feel f*cking dumb
( I'm number one )
Must've come to this conclusion when you assume shit
To try and make me feel stupid
Bitch
You're useless
And I'm used to this tongue being held back
I never get to use it; that's a fact
Eggshells start to get cracked
Silly motherf*ckers get slapped
Herbal leaves in a thin bag
ICE TEA look like SINBAD
If that motherf*cker couldn't get sad
( four melon zig zags please, yep )
Roll it up, make that bitch fat
Light it up where your lips at
You go live ; you gon' miss that
Your whole life; you gon' miss that
I can't seem to slow it down at all...
I can't seem to slow it down at all...
I can't seem to slow it down at all...