SOS

(Last night I cried) Give me a second, give me a minute Nah, lil' bitch, can't let you finish And that's right I need commissions, oh my All that sauce you got from me All that shit I gave for free All I wanted, babe, wanted, babe This ain't no warnin' shot 'Case all you hoes forgot Know you been more than lost But that don't mean I'm so Comin' like I'm so greasy Ex nigga, he so needy Punk ass tried to replace me, but the stakes is high They can't survive off mini-me's I'm talkin' pedigree Ain't no writers, that's just me Ain't no spiteful, I'm just T Can't hate a bitch for free Talkin' I'm off the bench like Brady I'm pressin' niggas like KD, it's up Yeah, nigga, it's up to me Remind you with that Lil' Reese So classic, that ass so fat, it look natural, it's not I talk bullshit a lot No more fuck shit, I'm done Damn right, I'm the one Damn right, I'm the one Comin' back shit so candid Comin' back snatched like bandit Comin' back this ain't cancer, I'm organic with my Fresh squeeze, I'm dumpin' like press squeeze I'm horny like suck these, so darin' like touch me And all the petty shit aside All the phony shit aside I just want what's mine Mine, oh I just want what's mine This ain't no warnin' shot 'Case all you hoes forgot And I cried, I cried Said what's on my mind Ooh, ooh-whoa, I cried --- SOS - SZA