How would you have learned if I ain't leave?
I guess I was way too naive
I should've been checked you
But I let you get mad, disrespectful
You couldn’t be serious, was you…
Looking at my new man, wish it was you
But you're dead now
Sign of the cross on your chest and your head now
Guilty is what you plead now
Left Queens hit Brooklyn, I’m on a belt now
Stupid is what you felt now
When you see me on TV have a meltdown
Bombs away
Tryna sneak tip hit me when slimes away
Roly on but I ain't got time a day
Time will tell Chanel get that Lagerfeld