FOOD

Cover yourself, bitch

Put on a ****in' shirt

Hairy ass armpits

That shit is gross

Cover myself, respect my health

Baby girl, don't you never tell me, shit (Let it go, let it go, let it go)

I don't wanna hear it, no (Let it go, let it go, let it go)

I go back and forth like a lover

Above the ground then I'm under, uh (Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah)

Put on a shirt, don't dress like a man

Oh my God, don't you never tell me, shit (Let it go, let it go, let it go)

I don't like your spirit (Let it go, let it go, let it go)

Tryna get high with no company

You leave your mind in the gutter

I'm young and wise like a mother

(Bitch, shut the **** up)

I don't feel like me when you talkin'

Nah, I don't feel like me when you talkin'

All this weakness in my knees, damn this bitch can barely breathe

Not your honey, let me be

I don't wanna eat, I don't wanna eat

Talk with your tits, let it all in

Talk to the kids, let 'em begin

To understand the weight that the ladies bring in

Make your own body like a buffet

Two little titties lookin' lovely

But I can never free 'em in the right way

And momma never told me take it lightly

I am not a bubble but bitch I'm 'bout to pop off

D-D double the greet, he tryna talk soft

Into me, preconceived, fantasy

He tryna dance with me

I stand still but he don't know the deal

I'm unconcealed, he tryna cop a feel

Bitch I'm in a t-shirt, bite until your teeth hurt

Don't you know I read your mind?

Look me in my ****in' eye

In a tree

Catching sleep

Got that green in my eyes, baby, ooh (Yeah)

In a tree (Yeah)

Smokin' tree (Yeah)

I feel, high, high, high

High, high, high, high, high, high

High, high, high, high, high, high

My shell compels me to say these things

Bitch, tell me I'm pretty

My shell compels tells me to say these things

Bitch, tell me I'm pretty