Yeah, Tommy
Whoa, ayy
Whoa-oh
(Ayy, Ross, sauce it up!)
Don't settle, yeah, she wasn't on my level
New Tesla, and I don't even push a pedal
Bitch, I'm unsettled
I'm movin', makin' big change
If we ain't working out then I'ma go and rearrange
Red-handed (yeah) faded, flying out the planet
Don't panic (yeah), I'm manic, yeah, that's how I manage
Real fed up (yeah) she's patient, but she wants to let up
No comment, 'cause hatin' niggas never let up
Red-handed (yeah) faded, flying out the planet
I hope you understand it (yeah) and I can't even give you nothin', bitch
Real fed up, I'm smokin' tryna keep my head up (keep my head up)
No comment, 'cause hatin' niggas never let up
Fallin' slowly, runnin' to my grave
She ain't want a job, so she hopped up on the stage (yeah)
Bitch, I'm ballin' lonely (yeah) put no female on my page
Yeah, when mama told me I'm immature for my age
This one? Yeah, I got a bag, shit (whoa)
This one flexin', but I'm still stuck on my last bitch (last bitch)
Now you just a thot, less attracted (yeah, yeah)
Circle small, ain't no space, no relaxin'
You and I, we go way back (woah)
'Member what you did? Well, this is payback (whoa)
I ain't take one, not two, I got three (yeah, I got three)
Couple of my tracks hit, now you wanna call me
Red-handed (yeah) faded, flying out the planet (whoa)
Don't panic (yeah), I'm manic, yeah, that's how I manage
Real fed up (what?) She's patient, but she wants to let up (let up)
No comment (yeah) 'cause hatin' niggas never let up
Red-handed (yeah) faded, flying out the planet
I hope you understand it, and I can't even give you nothin'
Bitch, I'm real fed up, I'm smokin' tryna keep my head up
No comment, 'cause hatin' niggas never let up
Yeah, they don't ever wanna let up
Trap livin' situation, where I put my lid up
Ayy, ayy, so I can go and get my bread up
Yeah, yeah, so I can go and get my bread up