8tsuki - Tell Me Shit Lyrics

You tryna tell me, tell me shit ay
Tell me, tell me shit ay
Tell me, tell me shit
You tryna tell me, tell me shit
You tryna tell me, tell me shit ay
Tell me, tell me shit ay
Tell me, tell me shit
You tryna tell me, tell me shit
Okey, Attention on my progress
The methods in my process
Balenciaga problems
I went stupid, came out heartless
She pull up to the stu', she wanna kick it with an artist
I knew she was a freak soon as she told me she was modest
Tell me, tell me shit, okay, like, pour up more Bacardi
Aggressive intoxication, like, f*ck everybody
I was digging in the city, I was never that impressed
On some halcion shit, the way I put pussies to rest
I put my presence in my sentences, and now you get finessed
I'm a sweet boy at my best, but I would guess you never guessed
Say I'm arrogant and tasteless like I don't got no respect
But if you young, gifted and blessed why give a f*ck about the rest?
You tryna tell me, tell me shit ay
Tell me, tell me shit ay
Tell me, tell me shit
You tryna tell me, tell me shit
You tryna tell me, tell me shit ay
Tell me, tell me shit ay
Tell me, tell me shit
You tryna tell me, tell me shit
They already debated, the facts already stated
8tsuki the greatest, cause he cool with being hated
Lil bitch broke my heart and now she hate what she created
New girl on the roster, bruh, she tryna call me baby
Call me what you want, I only call you when I'm faded
My preference is x-rated and my presence is her craving
My optimism with time will make you cool with f*cking waiting
Politicking and debating, put my dick in send a rating
Spoiled bad bitch, yeah, she grew up with them maids
She in my bedroom faded, let me hit it with my shades
She don't have my back, no, she tears it with her nails
She gave me some head and then she told me hard work pays
I love a bitch that can put me in my place
Some attitude issues, cause I cannot f*ck with lames
I cannot f*ck with saints, they tell me I'm insane
You can tell me, tell me shit, but bitch, I love these wicked games
Wicked games, wicked games, wicked games, wicked games
F*ck, here we go again
Here we go f*cking again
Let me tell you some f*cking shit right now
Hmm
8tsuki's a f*cked up narcissistic gaslighter
He's so egoistic and self-centered
This motherf*cker always telling me in the studio you're getting high and drinking whiskey
F*cking whiskey, hmm
Always chasing the bag, telling me music is his life
I should be his f*cking wife
But I love it though
Been standing on businesses since post-nut clarity
I read through what I see through and your shit is transparency
If a bitch wanna marry me, I'm not doing no charity
You can get it for one night if you not want it so terribly
If she ask me what are we, then I say no need to be rushing
If she ask if I got weed, I let her hit until she blushing
If she wanna tell me shit, I tell her this is no discussion
My kids is in that mouth so I don't want you to be cussing
Alright
Nothing was the same after my first bitch broke my heart
Now I ski-ski every girl and look, I don't know where to start
Bitch had a king, she played her card, she ended up with Joker
What you tryna tell me
I guess life's a game of poker
Tell me, tell me shit, yeah, you can tell me what you wanna
I never gave a f*cking, I'm not scared of f*cking drama
I'm beefing with my lungs, got too much smoke, I guess that's karma
She wanna share my air, cause pretty girls love marijuana
Tell me, tell me shit, ayy, tell me, tell me shit
Ayy, tell me, tell me shit, ayy, tell me, tell me shit
Ayy, tell me, tell me shit, ayy, tell me, tell me shit
Ayy, tell me, tell me shit, like what you tryna to tell me