Phase Shift lyrics

[Intro]
(Zaan)

[Chorus]
I barely have time for you, lil' ho, please don't waste it, b*tch
I barely had time for you, please don't try my patience, b*tch
Looked up in her eyes and told her lies, but I still rate the b*tch
I just made like 5, what could I buy? Ain't tryna save the sh*t
And I crack one more pint, and pour four lines, 'cause we not saving Tris
And I pop out outside, pop out so fly, might put my gang in this
And I pop out with fye, pop on yo' guys, sh*t might get dangerous
Or I might call my guys, and its yo' time, hop in that paint, lil' b*tch

[Verse]
No, I'm not changing sh*t
Don't try to come change me, b*tch
My life going through phases, shifts
I'm smoking propane and I'm off the Oxys
The dope in my veins, lil' b*tch
Yes, I love you baby, but I'm still finding a way to relay the sh*t
And now I got paper, b*tch
Now you gotta pay for this
And now I don't phase a b*tch
And I'll see you later, b*tch, I'm going up, tryna invade these b*tches
Ain't doing no favors b*tch, I seen it, but I ain't respond to yo' message
I got different flavor b*tches, bring a ho back to the spot, ain't no texting
I got different angles wit' it, switch bring that hoe back to the top, I ain't flexing
I done sent out some famous b*tches, made that lil' ho give me top, this ho messy
Brought that ho to my estate, this b*tch gated
Told that hoe type in the PIN
Make a b*tch tell me she love me, b*tch say it
I need to hear it again
Told the b*tch she might be in love with Satan
The devil in Prada again
Tell her I love her when she say she hate me
And I bought her Prada again
And I got a dollar to spend
Might pop out and pop at yo' partner again
If he got some guap on his head
My partner might pop like some grease on a pan
This b*tch popping molly xantan
I pull up and f*ck on that bih right on cam
This bih just got done with exams
I pull up, I'm f*cking that bih' right on campus
[Chorus]
I barely have time for you, lil' ho, please don't waste it, b*tch
I barely had time for you, please don't try my patience, b*tch
Looked up in her eyes and told her lies, but I still rate the b*tch
I just made like 5, what could I buy? Ain't tryna save the sh*t
And I crack one more pint, and pour four lines, 'cause we not saving Tris
And I pop out outside, pop out so fly, might put my gang in this
And I pop out with fye, pop on yo' guys, sh*t might get dangerous
Or I might call my guys, and its yo' time, hop in that paint, lil' b*tch