Why you-

Why you call my phone like you wasn't tryin’ to fuck

Why you kept on lying like you wasn't fucking up

How I need more time?

I can't even figure out

I can't be here stressing about no bitch I'm thinking about kicking out

Just wait your turn

It ain't your time to eat

Bih don't ask about my schedule

I ain’t tryin' to meet

She keep talking 'bout "baby let's switch the page"

Bitch I ain't tryin' to read

Bitch you not my mama or my girl

You ain't getting shit for free

Ain't get shit from me

Bending corners, tinted up

With my Pradas

Knowing damn well I couldn't see

Back and forth to ATL

I see Monclo and my cousin Feez

Shawty talkin' bout following?

I don't even know the bitch

These bitches greasy

Man these bitches greasy

I don't even roll my blunts no more

I light it, then I breathe

I make this shit look easy

Why you-

Why you call my phone like you wasn't tryin' to fuck

Why you-

Why you kept on lying like you wasn't fucking up

How I need more time?

I can't even figure out

I can't be here stressing about no bitch I'm thinking about kicking out