I'm trying to roll up a dime already Take it back and done it to the dub already I'm trying to make just a few kids already Baby, go ahead, I'm on the crib already Sad ass, don't talk to me Sad ass, don't talk to me Too many questions, not enough answers You want some more time, I just don't have none We can get to the point, let's go by the small talk Done with the long talks, send you on a long walk I got a lot on my mind, things that I'm going through Don't wanna talk to you, way too involved with you So send you the voicemail, I had to boss on you Who is you talking to, phone cut off on you No long talk, everything is my fault No long, no long email, no long text No long talk, everything is my fault You need to get to the point already We ain't trying to get to the club already Sad ass, don't talk to me Don't talk to me, don't talk to me Sad ass, don't talk to me No, I shouldn't have stayed too long Running out of breath Peace, lil' mama, it was me, it was all my fault Three in the morning, I should be more kind to my liver A Coppelia with three side piece, this us Around this time, it start to look like Carabana When I'm round, she want me to bust down on the get done Message unread, what's kind of living Never pay for boo-boo, but I cop a cup of french fries Pills in a Ziploc, you should come and get me Your favorite thing to send her His favorite thing to send her He put you up on game like a mentor He can never get you, you call and he just hang up My pockets on big boy, my drop was color seafoam You thought that booger was all you could afford I'm here to show you, you must Guess that's what I'm here for Here for