fed up

I'm sorry, It wasn't you, It was all me Oh my God, Kinden, stop playing with me I don't need to be saved Clear that room, we clear that room Yo, I get way to high, I won't pass it to ya I'ma have to call my mans, I know he would do ya We gon' send him right to heaven, yeah that's hallelujah Put his face on that shirt, call it merch, yo Put him on that T, I got diamonds they on She wanna see what's up on me, I got hella tags Tell my bro reverse the V, got a white tee like Mani She wanna take off her panty, white ho off a xanny, yo And she said that she hate me, she can't stand me, yo And she said she love my vocals, the way I sing And my diamonds, they so wet, like Listerine, yo Had to bring her to the top floor, show her what she missin' I got two thots on me, and they both kissin' And I know she lyin' when she said that she miss me Man, I feel like Santa, man, I come through, through that chimney Clear that room, we clear that room Yo, I get way to high, I won't pass it to ya I'ma have to call my mans, I know he would do ya We gon' send him right to heaven, yeah that's hallelujah Put his face on that shirt, call it merch, yo Put him on that T, I got diamonds they on She wanna see what's up on me, I got hella tags Tell my bro reverse the V, got a white tee like Mani She wanna take off her panty, white ho off a xanny, yo And she said that she hate me, she can't stand me, yo