Section 8

You sent me a text take out the trash It's five in the morning go wash your ass I don't feel like driving hop in a cab Ain't fucked in a while I'm bout to smash Now that the cat's out of the bag I need your cat out of your pants How do I get you out of this trance Baby I'll take you from your man I know that you're searching to find your person He can't be it he make you feel worthless If you ask me, baby you're perfect Every Sunday you're in the churches I pray for your healing and no more hurting I pray that your ass ain't flat as the earth is Baby I'm joking I know it's round I dive in your ocean You already know I'm going down You shoot me a text you're in the mood You're only in the mood cause your rent is due F*ck I look like Boo Boo the Fool My mama taught me that isn't it cool I'm breaking the rules then breaking you off My dick is so big it's breaking your jaw You women are struggling and I hate it for y'all Us men ain't shit I'll say it for y'all You sent me a text take out the trash It's five in the morning go wash your ass I don't feel like driving hop in a cab Ain't fucked in a while I'm bout to smash Now that the cat's out of the bag I need your cat out of your pants How do I get you out of this trance Baby I'll take you from your man I know it's gon' hurt I know you don't work I know that your rent's due I know it's the first I put it up in you I know you gone squirt The dick is too good you're going berserk Pick you up just to talk shit it's a date Girl I'm bouncing off your walls call it ricochet You want me to fix your pockets But won't fix a plate Section 8 never wait baby don't be late Pay your rent dark world like the sky is full of tint Ayy when I said you're perfect Baby this ain't what I meant Be quiet when I'm talking Baby girl just let me vent See you can be a lesson But no you can't be my bitch I hope this do not defend you I don't love you won't pretend to Take you to that church And let that holy water rinse you I know that your rent due I don't care what other men do Money not a issue I f*ck you then forget you You sent me a text take out the trash It's five in the morning go wash your ass I don't feel like driving hop in a cab Ain't fucked in a while I'm bout to smash Now that the cat's out of the bag I need your cat out of your pants How do I get you out of this trance Baby I'll take you from your man