A Long Two Minutes
Yeah
I didn't wanna do this but uh
You asked for it
Let me start this off by saying
I've got no damn regrets
All your friends I fucked girl well
I'd do it all again and
You think I'm talking shit?
Maybe I road test this
Cause I might pull Tarni next
Just to go ahead and flex this shit
Ain't no stopping the kid
I'm on top of the game
You're just a hater and a snitch
I get you're mad that my girls are bad
While all your boyfriends are mid
Jack and Jack and Buff Milhouse
Don't get me started on Tim
Cause even now it seems Big Bird's
Gone pulled himself a hot chick
And
How long til you find a job
That you might actually stick with?
How long til you find a man
That ain't just wanna get his dick wet?
Seems like every dude you bags
Just giving you that mid O
Quick with it
And that O's mid
You miss the kid
And you know it
Used to call you my headmistress
Now I think of it I was slippin'
Cause you never did it like my mistress
She swallows it but you spittin'
Better never let your new boyfriend hear this
He'd get his panties all in a twist
Defend the girl at all costs
Too bad for him that his girl's a
Nah
I won't sink down to that level
I'm way too clever for it
Speaking of being clever
How's he going with his doctorate?
Still hasn't met your parents?
Makes sense I'm not surprised
Cause comparing him to me
That bitch is a small fry
Now I'm switching up the flow
Just so I can take it slow for a minute
My baby focus close
Cause you find it hard to listen
You've got your ADD
But then it's not diagnosed
So let's go back to hittin'
Like you put more blow up your nose
Or a little spring in your step
Since running's now your new thing
Speaking of eras gone by
Bring back your Bi era queen
Lez be honest though
We all know you don't play for both teams
You just follow the trends
Of what it's cool to be
Like you can't decide
If you're Gen Z or Gen Y
Or somewhere in between
Either way it doesn't really matter
Cause either way you don't fuck with me
Since you left
My life only gotten better
Since you left
My pockets only gettin' fatter
Since you left
You wanna hate on the kid
But no surprise you never liked the rapper
So let me wrap this up once and for all
I'm hating on you from Summer to Fall
Winter to Spring
I'm hating on you
Your pretty face
And your perfect boobs
Hating your man I wish he was me
Hating the fact that you moved to the city
Hating the way I still think you're a snack
And hating the way that you don't love me back
I didn't wanna do this but uh
You asked for it
Let me start this off by saying
I've got no damn regrets
All your friends I fucked girl well
I'd do it all again and
You think I'm talking shit?
Maybe I road test this
Cause I might pull Tarni next
Just to go ahead and flex this shit
Ain't no stopping the kid
I'm on top of the game
You're just a hater and a snitch
I get you're mad that my girls are bad
While all your boyfriends are mid
Jack and Jack and Buff Milhouse
Don't get me started on Tim
Cause even now it seems Big Bird's
Gone pulled himself a hot chick
And
How long til you find a job
That you might actually stick with?
How long til you find a man
That ain't just wanna get his dick wet?
Seems like every dude you bags
Just giving you that mid O
Quick with it
And that O's mid
You miss the kid
And you know it
Used to call you my headmistress
Now I think of it I was slippin'
Cause you never did it like my mistress
She swallows it but you spittin'
Better never let your new boyfriend hear this
He'd get his panties all in a twist
Defend the girl at all costs
Too bad for him that his girl's a
Nah
I won't sink down to that level
I'm way too clever for it
Speaking of being clever
How's he going with his doctorate?
Still hasn't met your parents?
Makes sense I'm not surprised
Cause comparing him to me
That bitch is a small fry
Now I'm switching up the flow
Just so I can take it slow for a minute
My baby focus close
Cause you find it hard to listen
You've got your ADD
But then it's not diagnosed
So let's go back to hittin'
Like you put more blow up your nose
Or a little spring in your step
Since running's now your new thing
Speaking of eras gone by
Bring back your Bi era queen
Lez be honest though
We all know you don't play for both teams
You just follow the trends
Of what it's cool to be
Like you can't decide
If you're Gen Z or Gen Y
Or somewhere in between
Either way it doesn't really matter
Cause either way you don't fuck with me
Since you left
My life only gotten better
Since you left
My pockets only gettin' fatter
Since you left
You wanna hate on the kid
But no surprise you never liked the rapper
So let me wrap this up once and for all
I'm hating on you from Summer to Fall
Winter to Spring
I'm hating on you
Your pretty face
And your perfect boobs
Hating your man I wish he was me
Hating the fact that you moved to the city
Hating the way I still think you're a snack
And hating the way that you don't love me back
Credits
Writer(s): Dante Porter-witt
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