Interlude

New ring, not Saturn, don't matter

New bitch, got damn, I'm flattered

She sit, she ride, my saddle

My lips, her lips, they lathered now

Been an uphill bottle, I ain't do it on my own

28 years old, bitch, you hatin' and you grown

Suckin' through your teeth, grindin' on my bones, I'm better by myself, I'm better all alone

I just want you to know, it angers me, like

Just to have a conversation with you

And you don't even listen to me, like that shit, that shit, that shit grows on me

Like, make me just wanna just, like, crash out

But I ain't no crash out ass ****

Like, I got morals type shit I just want you to know that

And I ain't never give a fuck about no bitch if she ain't give a fuck about me

And that's on God

I know I'm stressed

Then I look to God because I'm blessed

I just show my face and make her

I just show my face and make her wet

Drip, drip, drip, drop

Keep going, don't you stop

My heart overflowing, I left it out on the dock

You so up to par, lil' mama, they can't take yo spot