When I talk shit I’m a man of my word
Which means that you all get offed
Shit if I said it I meant it lil bitch
All I gotta do is just make a call
Swear you know nothing at all
You better pray for your soul
Hit that pussy like a bitch slap
I can show you where the wrist at
Tastes so fine, lips sweeter than a kit kat
No time to stop and smell the roses
When you put all of your money where your nose is
I be really deep inside it
You don’t tell me what your thinking
Girl and that’s a problem
You know imma get it either way
When I talk shit I’m a man of my word
Which means that you all get offed
Shit if I said it I meant it lil bitch
All I gotta do is just make a call
Swear you know nothing at all
You better pray for your soul
I think I’m better off alone
But you keep hitting up my phone
All the times you told me lies to my face
I see memories that I cannot erase
No time to stop and smell the roses
When you put all of your money where your nose is
WRITERS
Clayton Whitaker, Lukas Baum, Tony Cornish, Tyler Cornish