I don`t know,
I don`t know what`s wrong with you girls
I feel like y`all don`t need love
You need somebody
who could micro-manage you
You know what I`m sayin`?
Tell you right from wrong
Who`s smart from who`s the fool
Which utensil to use for which food, like
I got a schedule to attend to though
I can`t really
6ix

You bitches really get carried away
Makin` mistakes then you beg me to stay
Got me wiggin` on you like I`m Arrogant Tae
You got my mind in a terrible place
Whipped and chained you like American slaves
Act like you not used to Sheraton stays
I met the nigga you thought could replace
How were there even comparisons made?
Bitch, next time,
I swear on my grandmother grave
I`m slimin` you for them kid choices you made
Slimin` you out, slimin` you out, slimin` you out
Ayy, this ain`t the littest
I could get on you bitches
Send wires on wires on wires, like Idris
You lucky that I don`t take back what was given
I could have you on payment plan
`til you`re hundred and fifty
And my slime right here,
she got some bars for y`all niggas
So I`ma fall back
and let SZA talk her shit for a minute

Slimin` you out, slimin` you out, slime

Damn, these niggas got me so twisted
How the fuck you so real,
but play bitch on my line?
I can feel what you spendin`
Got too much pride
to let no burnt nigga slime me out
Pull up, go ride about, my night, got time
Let`s discuss all those lies about
Frontin` out here, like you dickin` me out
And I ain`t even comin`, numbin` it out
And you ain`t `bout the shit you rappin` about
And I can spin the ho, I`m airin` it out
I`m goin` on like a sawed-off
You tell these hoes you ain`t cuddlin`
But with me, you know doin` all that shit
You tellin` these hoes you ain`t trickin` off
But with me, you know I`m gon` get it all
How you niggas get so carried away?
Trippin` when that dick is barely third place
Fucked out of pity, it`s cute that you lame
Dip cause it`s mid I can`t fake liking sex

Slimin` you out, I`m slimin` you out,
I`m slimin` you out
Oh-woah, woah

Yeah, January,
you pretend to see life clearly, yearly
February is the time that you put the evil eye
and the pride aside
For the fantasy of gettin` married, very scary
March got you already second guessin` titles
April, Spring is here
and just like a spring you start to spiral
May brings some warmer days
Poolside gettin` very tan
June have you movin` ice cold,
goin` back and forth with a married man
July, that`s when I found out you lied
August, it was `Baby this,` `Baby that,`
like you had your tubes tied
September, we fallin` off,
but I`m still the man you tryna win over
October is all about me
`cause your turn should`ve been over
November, got your moodboardin` for next year
and you`re single
December the gift givin` month
and now you wanna rekindle, I
Tryna build trust, showin` me your DMs,
how they tryna bag you
Ironic how the news
I got about you ended up bein` bad news
Get a nigga hit for fifty racks, girl,
the beef cost like it`s Wagyu
Get a nigga hit, I`ll make his ass see the light,
like a half-moon
Shout to QC, pretty sure I made P Ms like
it`s past noon
All I really know is Ws and Ms,
life lookin` like a bathroom
All I really know is M bags,
like I drove through and ordered fast food
Sayin` that I`m too guarded with my feelings,
who the fuck even asked you?
Seven bodyguards,
just in case somebody really wanna try
and crash through
Don`t know why I listen to you when I hear you
talkin` to me, it`s some half truth
If I don`t pay your rent,
it end up like a old hairstyle, girl, that`s past due
If I don`t?

Ah, ah, that`s as far as I got