[Verse]
Okay yeah
Go and tell my b*tch
I ain't fiendin for no sh*t
I ain't f*ckin wit no clique
I ain't run no dealership
But yeah im sick of all these kids
Tryna run up on me? Quit
Gotta satisfy that itch
You dont satisfy your b*tch
Okay See i been waiting a very long time
All these kids was talkin sh*t now they cryin
f*ckboys runnin out of pills feel like dying
But thats your fault b*tch stop ya motha f*cking whining
[Chorus] x2
I just been sittin here thinkin bout my f*ckin options
All these loudmouth b*tches they so toxic
All these dumbass f*ckboys make me nauseous
[Verse]
And Its so funny how they never wanna start sh*t
But thats okay cause im so tired of ending it
Im Not friends with nobody who can't handle it
We ain't stealing sh*t, we demanding b*tch
Im from the forest we the plants reprogramming sh*t
You on instagram flexing pointless sh*t
Im on stage making all my f*ckin money flip
[Instrumental solo]