I like my bass down low
My girl on top
Liquor dark And it burn hot
Just when you had thought that I turned pop
I had to double back And attack it
Then I earned props
And gave deez boys sumn to worry bout
Back when I was
Back then, I was burnt out
I had to let the top down to air it out
I know it took a while but look at how I done turned out
Fluent because I learned how
Bitch, I'm the one that ya heard bout
And I'm prepared now
Don't mean to sound like a nerd
If I grade on a curve
I don't see no one that compare
Nah, this shit is murder
Think I need me a jury
Now she f*ckin' wit me
But I ain't f*ckin' wit her now, na na na
Remember when you made me hurt, na na na
You shoulda never came to church, na na na
I'm thanking the Lord I ain't bored
Hesitant to do it
I'd even the score
Said I don't really wanna fall back, ho
But I ain't tryna get into all that, no
The next time that you wanna come And f*ck wit me
Baby, I'm ghost