SITUATION
I don't mean to escalate the situation
The situation, the situation
Don't be upset cause I'm tryna move on
Babe, I know I'm just talking, I'm trying to manifest
You taught me that I could make this shit happen with words
All of my friends think that I could do better
But what if I do not want better
I'll settle for lesser if that means it's you
Cause I'm still making cheddar, forget her, go up like a bird
Don't want those niggas but you don't want me
It's an anomaly explain all of this bullshit to me
Again, now you want me
But you don't understand that I'm too mature to take you back
Probably saw all my posts of my jewelry
And these bitches on tomfoolery
Girl, you're not fooling me, left you behind and I floored it
I never look back with a tank full of gas
Think that I'm stupid, I don't fall for traps
Everyone knows I don't trust
I fuck that bitch in the car
She got her hands on the dash
Then she drove me to get pizza
I ain't bring my wallet
That bitch went and bought me my lunch
Then I blocked her after that
Crossed that broad off of my list
Not talking buckets or tracks
Think I'm too focused on women and getting revenge
But my mom taught me better so I'll redirect all this pain
Actually, fuck that, I love playing games
Actually, fuck that, I love watching fire
Bout time that bitches and niggas know I'm not a joke
And it's bout time I throw that bitch out
Like some food she's expired
I don't use condoms, that shit smell like tires
I don't use feelings, that shit make me soft
I don't need nothing or no one except my close circle
My bands relate to Laura Kroft
Sometimes I don't wanna fuck, just want top
Dripping and dancing on niggas like mops
I want more coins and things and chains and rings
The bars I bring, the boy can bling
No Johnny Test, don't test the king
I got the vocals, I can sing
They hear my note, that whoa-oh thing
I'm up like a vertical spreading my wings
She think that we're dating, but she's just a fling
My mindset right now, between fuck everything
And take that girl back, man, she's your everything
I go back and forth like a kid on a swing
Don't know what to do, man, my head is splitting
Think twice
They don't understand the genius I be spitting
I'm really unnoticed, intelligent
Nice
I rap in the studio and you know that I'm a hothead too, I boil like
Rice
I could take her back
But would I still drip like I do right now with all of my
Let me just stop and think twice, man
I'ma just stop and think twice
I don't mean to escalate, the situation
I just want to congregate, about our situation
Ooh
Yeah, I'm rolling in with the fat stacks
Do a show, I'll do it for some fast, cash
Money, make it big like a fat cat
Ooh
Yeah, I got a banyan backpack
Looking for a '22 scat pack
Up until now, that shit was half-assed
Ooh
I'm not tryna hear it, man, what did he say
Yeah, I'm from KC, perform at the K
Looking for another flow to flow with the waves
Yeah, I can fuck you, but no, you can't stay
Your bitch, to me, is the crumbs off of Lays
Don't think about my ex, I'm too busy getting laid
This relationship is dead, so it's time to take a break
I, flex on my ex every time that she texts me, I'm looking like, wait
I, drip-drip down to my socks all the way from my T-Scott braids
I, don't mean to brag and I don't mean to boast but I do mean to hate
I, take out the Benz and I made new friends and I made new play
The situation, the situation
Don't be upset cause I'm tryna move on
Babe, I know I'm just talking, I'm trying to manifest
You taught me that I could make this shit happen with words
All of my friends think that I could do better
But what if I do not want better
I'll settle for lesser if that means it's you
Cause I'm still making cheddar, forget her, go up like a bird
Don't want those niggas but you don't want me
It's an anomaly explain all of this bullshit to me
Again, now you want me
But you don't understand that I'm too mature to take you back
Probably saw all my posts of my jewelry
And these bitches on tomfoolery
Girl, you're not fooling me, left you behind and I floored it
I never look back with a tank full of gas
Think that I'm stupid, I don't fall for traps
Everyone knows I don't trust
I fuck that bitch in the car
She got her hands on the dash
Then she drove me to get pizza
I ain't bring my wallet
That bitch went and bought me my lunch
Then I blocked her after that
Crossed that broad off of my list
Not talking buckets or tracks
Think I'm too focused on women and getting revenge
But my mom taught me better so I'll redirect all this pain
Actually, fuck that, I love playing games
Actually, fuck that, I love watching fire
Bout time that bitches and niggas know I'm not a joke
And it's bout time I throw that bitch out
Like some food she's expired
I don't use condoms, that shit smell like tires
I don't use feelings, that shit make me soft
I don't need nothing or no one except my close circle
My bands relate to Laura Kroft
Sometimes I don't wanna fuck, just want top
Dripping and dancing on niggas like mops
I want more coins and things and chains and rings
The bars I bring, the boy can bling
No Johnny Test, don't test the king
I got the vocals, I can sing
They hear my note, that whoa-oh thing
I'm up like a vertical spreading my wings
She think that we're dating, but she's just a fling
My mindset right now, between fuck everything
And take that girl back, man, she's your everything
I go back and forth like a kid on a swing
Don't know what to do, man, my head is splitting
Think twice
They don't understand the genius I be spitting
I'm really unnoticed, intelligent
Nice
I rap in the studio and you know that I'm a hothead too, I boil like
Rice
I could take her back
But would I still drip like I do right now with all of my
Let me just stop and think twice, man
I'ma just stop and think twice
I don't mean to escalate, the situation
I just want to congregate, about our situation
Ooh
Yeah, I'm rolling in with the fat stacks
Do a show, I'll do it for some fast, cash
Money, make it big like a fat cat
Ooh
Yeah, I got a banyan backpack
Looking for a '22 scat pack
Up until now, that shit was half-assed
Ooh
I'm not tryna hear it, man, what did he say
Yeah, I'm from KC, perform at the K
Looking for another flow to flow with the waves
Yeah, I can fuck you, but no, you can't stay
Your bitch, to me, is the crumbs off of Lays
Don't think about my ex, I'm too busy getting laid
This relationship is dead, so it's time to take a break
I, flex on my ex every time that she texts me, I'm looking like, wait
I, drip-drip down to my socks all the way from my T-Scott braids
I, don't mean to brag and I don't mean to boast but I do mean to hate
I, take out the Benz and I made new friends and I made new play
Credits
Writer(s): Zayin Barnes
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