作词 : Tasia Ann Thomas/Mackenzie Sinclair
作曲 : Eric Mercer
Hold up baby, my mind's Lex Luthor
You're sick, I'm numb to game
What a loser
You snitch, you went and vented like Judas
You bum, I should have
Dumped you sooner
Hold up baby, my mind's Lex Luthor
You're sick, I'm numb to game
What a loser
You snitch, you went and vented like Judas
You bum, I should have
Dumped you sooner
Never met a b***h like me
Never seen a set like me
Watch me from the back, say cheese
Telling me you can't lose me
Get up out my face like
Never miss a loss I need
Tell your moms I'm not sorry
Condolences, RIP
Covering consequences is a catastrophic fee
You see me
I been poppin', slowly locking down
Never telling you a goddamn thing
Just watch me like you doubt me
Then you'll choke up red
Sock it like Boston in '03
Give you some time to at least evaluate
Honorable mentions is you're the worst
You ain't even place
How you c**ky, chicken with no dinner plate?
No drive, road kill on the interstate
It's your time, you on the first 48
No crime, you been missing since I walked away
Don't lie, I've been known to intimidate
My vibe, you tried just to emulate, huh?
Broke, dusty, you can't take me out on the weekend
This is for my b*****s that are tired of getting that weak end
Girl, you better fall back, block that, hang up, all that, fxxk him
We ain't for the small talk, no jock, fake love, no job, nuh uh, not at all
I will never go back contact, hands on the wheel with a full tank, toe tag
For your sake, figured a way, say what you won't say
Hold up baby, my mind's Lex Luthor
You're sick, I'm numb to game
What a loser
You snitch, you went and vented like Judas
You bum, I should have
Dumped you sooner
Yah
Hold up baby, my mind's Lex Luthor
You're sick, I'm numb to game
What a loser
You snitch, you went and vented like Judas
You bum, I should have
Dumped you sooner