Bitch I'm on my way home, and I just lost my day job nothing left to do for me but cop a coupe and take off I'm way off, all the bullshit y'all can't lay off and stay off if these bitches bugging I just spray off that's exactly what I needed if I write these lyrics then what would it mean to read it believe it I won't drop a goal till I achieve it mischievous hard to teach a hoe to be obedient I seen the shit but if they asking I'ma plead to fifth problems in my noggin make me really want to bleed the wrist I'm past it hit a full flip no gymnastics I'm nasty love it when my baby call me daddy I'm savvy I remember one time y'all thought you had me I'm off it loud like the dro inside my pockets Bitch I'm on my way home, and I just lost my day job nothing left to do for me but cop a coupe and take off I'm way off, all the bullshit y'all can't lay off and stay off if these bitches bugging I just spray off