My consciousness keep telling me to stop f*cking these bitches
I wanna go and chase a bag and go get all them riches
If you f*cking with my niggas we got leave ya ass with stitches
We got bring em to an unknown place and leave that nigga missing
My closet like a dojo you already know I'm kicking
Relationships like the sea you can always just go fishing
I was tryna say I love you but you really didn't listen
Now I'm flexing and I'm stunting on these stupid lame ass bitches