You remember back when we was kids
When we couldn't even go in for the kiss
We was just so scared to up and miss
Now we all grown up and still so fearful
Why you at these functions running beer pong with bitches you don't even like?
Did you fuck that guy at the end of the night?
Who the fuck let Slydel on the mic?
Who the fuck let Slydel in the function?
Who the fuck let Slydel in the party?
Who the fuck gave Slydel all that juice?
Who the fuck gave Sly all that Bacardi?
Who the fuck?
You know what
I ain't even stressing
Get that bitch nigga up out the section
Get that bitch nigga up out the section
Get that bitch nigga up out my section
What?
Aye
Talking and drinking and smoking
The parts that we all can approach with a chip on our shoulders
Impossible quotas
They set for you under your nose
They told me to get it I get it I'm gone
My nigga the ceiling is not even on
The feeling I'm feeling right now is immaculate
I feel like I could just do what I want
They telling me do what I can so I gotta do what I please
I do it for free
My niggas will pull it for me
My bitches will do it to me
Revenge is a thing that I serve in the coldest degrees
So everybody gone freeze
Everybody really seeing the monster that fathers the beast when it's left in a vulnerable place
Ain't no talking
Back to my options
Back to the bitches that tell me they love me whenever we
Something
That's what I need
Or maybe it's booty circumference
I'm all in the function
Got me a bottle
I'm drunk in this bitch
And I'm tryna have fun in this bitch
Maybe I'm just tryna run in this bitch
Maybe I'm just tryna run from shit
