Music: Nathaniel Ritchie/Seth Nthoe
(Ritchie, Ritchie)
Aw, aw, aw, aw, aw, yeah
(Why would you **** do this to me?)
(Why would you ni-, why would you **** do this to me?)
(I'm worried about you, Ritchie, I'm worried)
Please don't save me, no (Ritchie, Ritchie)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Are you in a hurry?
This shit like pulling teeth
You thinking all that he-he-ha-ha is really getting through to me?
****, that's news to me
I'm a grown-ass man out here, man, you really think I'm losing sleep?
Hundred and two degrees
And we still outside, mother****er, we alive, so let me know
****, it's true indeed
And you see, I don't talk it like it's you and me
So let me know (it's you and me)
I ain't rapping 'bout rapping in a minute (Ritchie, Ritchie)
'Cause I don't like wasting no wax on you ****
But I don't like hating-ass backwards-ass ****
So I'ma play the game, then it's back to my business
I see the way that you act, it's all privileged (Ritchie, Ritchie)
Well, **** don't owe you respect, this shit given
And **** don't know you, so better get with it
That shit can get snatched, like that little-ass pendant
Okay, Mr. Fishbowl, go and get it (Ritchie, Ritchie)
'Cause we can see all through your shit with no tinted
And all that little hatred that's blurring your vision
And all that little fake shit you calling yo' friendships
We can even read you when you type a sentence (Ritchie, Ritchie)
You starting to feel a lot more like a tenant
This shit like pulling teeth when you try and sell tickets
This shit is just a breeze 'cause I been here for a minute
They scream, they screaming (Ritchie, Ritchie)
You all fazed out with me, well, let me know
(Why would you **** do this to me?)
(Why would you ni-, why would you **** do this to me?)
They screaming, they screaming (Ritchie, Ritchie)
(I'm worried about you, Ritchie, I'm worried)
Like a Ritchie Valens, yeah, that **** still valid, bro
(Why would you **** do this to me?)
(Why would you ni-, why would you **** do this to me?)
This shit like pulling teeth (Ritchie, Ritchie)
You thinking all that he-he-ha-ha is really getting through to me? (Ritchie)
****, that's news to me
I'm a grown-ass man out here, man, you really think I'm losing sleep?
Hundred and two degrees (Ritchie, Ritchie)
And we still outside, mother****er, we alive, so let me know (Ritchie)
****, it's true indeed
And you see, I don't talk it like it's you and me
So let me know (it's you and me)
(Ritchie, Ritchie)
(Why would you **** do this to me?)
(Why would you ni-, why would you **** do this to me?)
(I'm worried about you, Ritchie, I'm worried)
(Ritchie, Ritchie)