Kill your producer

[Intro] (Rock) Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah [Chorus] Ayy, your shit is trash, I might have to kill your producer Go back to the pad, I turn him to stone like Medusa This ain't what you want, I don't like to feel like I'm used I got magic touch, I might cast a spell on you I got magic touch, I might cast a spell on you [Post-Chorus] You got cop friends, yeah, they 'bout to tell on you (Tell on you, and they— yeah) And they tell on you (Tell on you, and they— yeah) And they tell on you (Yeah) [Refrain] Old friends fell out, f-fell out on you I can't even spell it out, but what the hell did I do? I might quit my job just to love up on you I might quit my job just to love up on you Fu-fuck up out my spot, there's no job for you Hating bitches on my cock, there's no job for you I might quit my job just to love up on you I might quit my job just to love up on you [Chorus] A-ayy, your shit is trash, I might have to kill your producer Go back to the pad, I turn him to stone like Medusa This ain't what you want, I don't like to feel like I'm used I got magic touch, I might cast a spell on you I got magic touch, I might cast a spell on you [Post-Chorus] (And they, and they- yeah) And they tell on you (Cop friends) (Tell on you, and they— yeah) And they tell on you (Tell on you, and they— yeah) And they tell on you (Yeah) [Refrain] I might quit my job just to love up on you (Tell on you, and they— yeah) Old friends fell out, a-and they tell on you (Rock) I might quit my job just to love up on you I might quit my job just to love up on you Fu-fuck up out my spot, there's no job for you Hating bitches on my cock, there's no job for you I might quit my job just to love up on you I might quit my job just to love up on you I might quit my job just to love up on you (I might quit my job) [Outro] (Rock)