Quarter to 3

Bitch you know that you mean something to me  Quarter to 3 and  I'm assuming  You want nothing to do fucking with me  And it's doing nothing but fucking with me  Bitch you know that you mean something to me  Quarter to 3 and  I'm assuming  You want nothing to do fucking with me  And it's doing nothing but fucking with me  I'm been waiting for my whole damn life girl  And I'll wait another whole damn life girl  I just don't think you get my type girl  Even though I be blowing your line girl  I'm tryna get you to reconsider your choices  Tryna get you to listen to me not voices  From all the bitches around you that's making noises All the fake bitches around you gets annoying  Bitch you know that you mean something to me  Quarter to 3 and I'm assuming You want nothing to do fucking with me And it's doing nothing but fucking with me Bitch you know that you mean something to me  Quarter to 3 and I'm assuming You want nothing to do fucking with me And it's doing nothing but fucking with me Bitch I'm flying  Through the city silent  She looking pretty violent  In your mind mining  Digging finding  All the secrets you've been hiding hiding  If I ask you silence silence  I don't know what the time is  Girl I'm lost in your silence  It's so hard to keep trying  When you keep on giving  Empty nothing fucking silence  Find it kinda hard to say  Can't you see that  That you mean something to me Quarter to 3 and I'm assuming You want nothing to do fucking with me And it's doing nothing but fucking with me Bitch you know that you mean something to me  Quarter to 3 and I'm assuming You want nothing to do fucking with me And it's doing nothing but fucking with me