Anyone else would retire, but I’m not content
I wanna bury these niggas.. twenty feet down so no one can find them again
gotta be scary to witness me carry these niggas around in both of my hands
stay inviting me over, they say they got bitches
I get there and then it’s just them
I know that I came with a slide from left to right but now I don’t wanna dance
Cannot depend on a man
I slide her some bread in a jam, that’s just who I am
Customs just wavin’ at us from the window
They don’t even come on the plane when we land