Didn't come from the mud but now I'm shovelin' it Slid my tongue in her cunt like it's a freudian slip Boiled in the sun it aineen crawfish season Karma comes and seasons things up, it's too spicy for my bitch Caught a couple slights, it's getting dicey She highkey wanna fight me Might be time to call it quits But I like the feeling, I'm reelin' back need the fish She peelin' back the skin on my grapes Leanin' in for a kiss, I can't help myself love the taste Yeah, uh, I love you bitch Mm, I love you bitch Bitch Love you