bad taste in my mouth from a lad tate
how it make out for your satisfied face
make you wanna slap your mom and break a vace
sent a condom in the cart to your broad
she knew i was the shit when the tolied bowl clogged
i could spot an ant on a tree in the fog
so easily i could see the bullshit in niggas talking
twitter celebrities and pussy ass bloggers
if you knew the folks you said you knew
you probably wouldn't be talking
i told ya'll this shit was getting awkward
feeling like a brand new man in the morning
and i'm bout to go smash it after i smoke
and i know that probably don't mean shit to you
i could have her on the leash if i let her have her way
but i know it's something out there better
and mama told me never settle for the lessers
i probably knew a ufo in the orbit
but i ain't finna fuck around with the shwty