[Intro]
Bby
Fuckin
Mutha
Nigga
[Verse 1]
Labels on my luggage
Bae for breakfast
Nigga naked steady textin all his exes LOL
Flat the tires, BbyMutha goin shoppin
Leave the lipstick on his coffin, Ruby Woo
Will woo a bitch up out them Vickies if she nasty
5 for 25
She got options if you ask me
Skittles in my weave
Poppin skittles like Aleve
I'm a leave
Cop me somethin that'll vibrate
Ring finger, middle finger, trigger finger
Itchin cause I'm bitchin
PMS-in cause you messin
Fuckin round and disrespectin
Fuck a union, where my Wesson
I'm a blast it
Clorox on your colors
Scratches on your whip
Sugar in your tank
Money in the bank
Put you in the ground
Rest in peace
[Hook]x2
Hello operator, I think I just killed my husband
Bullet to the temple, blood is everywhere
You can find me in our bedroom
With the bitch, with the ho, with the slut
He was creepin, he was cheatin with
Rest in peace
[Verse 2]
Thru sickness and in health
Til death do us part
No key, push to start
Broken condom, broken heart
Put a hole in you
Put an extra hole in her
Holy matrimony, extra phoney
Wifey sick of the bologna
So I'm comin at your neck for life insurance checks
The dick sick, that slow drip
U burnin and You clappin, hella noise
I should fuck your homeboys, but they broke
Bought a notebook
And a bullet and murder was all she wrote
Rest in peace
[Hook]x3
[911 Call Interlude]
-911 What's your emergency?
-Hello? Operator? I think I just killed my husband
Uh, his mistress is tied up in the closet
And when you get here, I probably won't be here either
[Hook]x2
Lyrics provided by LRCLIB
