Mommy’s boy and you know it
You the reader I’m the poet
Give me nothing while we touching
This a privilege
I, cut you off and check my socials
You mad I’m keeping docile
Got your fam in the chat
And your boys in the back
Jumping on the attack
So unbothered
Boy it’s an honour
To be hated by you
Call me Machiavelli
Results may vary
When I come through
Nah guess, I’m too
Busy to give a s***
Give it a year your girl will be on my d***
Oh Oh Oh
Pulling my hair out
Losing my patience
Oh Oh Oh
Working my s*** while you’re getting complacent
Feel like I’m running out of time
Boys yours is worth half of mine
Oh Oh Oh
Saw your new b****
She said copy paste it
Now don’t get it twisted
Cause I know you’re addicted
To the drama, prima donna
In this narrative
Can’t help but feel to blame
She knows it knows it not the same
Poor baby don’t know what’s coming her way
Nah guess, I’m too
Busy to give a s***
Give it a year your girl will be on my d***
Oh Oh Oh
Pulling my hair out
Losing my patience
Oh Oh Oh
Working my s*** while you’re getting complacent
Feel like I’m running out of time
Boys yours is worth half of mine
Oh Oh Oh
Saw your new b****
She said copy paste it
Oh Oh Oh
Saw your new b****
She said copy paste it
Oh Oh Oh
Catch my breath I’m out on a run
Ran outta energy, testing my tolerance
Too grown for this, too over this
Usually I got a dude for this
22
Not a day over infinite
Eyes on my goals, boy I’m vigilant
So keep her, boy you’re gonna need her
And I'll copyright my s*** when I see her
Nah it’s embarassing like what the f***
Oh Oh Oh
Pulling my hair out
Losing my patience
Oh Oh Oh
Working my s*** while you’re getting complacent
Feel like I'm running out of time
Boys yours is worth half of mine
Oh Oh Oh
Saw your new b****
She said copy paste it
Oh Oh Oh
Saw your new b****
She said copy paste it
Nah I’m just being mean