S/O to Me

[Intro]

COUPE

Uh, yeah, okay

Yeah, yeah

The biggest

[Verse 1]

This rap game, I always had desire to try it myself

Things wasn't perfect at home, but I could still lie to myself

Smile in my mama face, and then I go cry to myself

Other than talking to Brook, I used to just hide how I felt

Knew I was destined to be somebody with diamonds and wealth

Not one of these bitches that they signing and slide on the shelf

If nobody wanna hear Alyssa, I’m signing myself

Talking in positive affirmations, reminding myself

Nigga got agendas with mе, act like they dying to help

I ain't fucking no onе for a feature, go find someone else

I know I'm sexy as hell, and I ain’t denying it sells

Stand in the mirror naked sometimes and admire myself

Keep the G-Wagon, fuck nigga, I'll buy it myself

DM' full of famous niggas just saying hi to themself

I don't say shit back and they still reply to themself

You niggas thirsty as fuck, and I need some time to myself

Since high school, niggas loved begging for numbers to call

Since high school, bitches hated, we been ignoring it all

Now it's up with bitches talking spicy, I'm warring with y'all

And I ain't really letting up on y’all till the coroner call

Bye sis, funny thing about it, you can’t look me in my eye, sis

But let's get back to how my life is, you hoes is a puzzlin’ case

It clearly doesn't matter if you younger or double my age

You bitches is barking too much, I wish I could muzzle your face

Karma will deal with you, though, I promise, your judgement awaits

I got a crush on a thug, and yes, he in love with my ass, but he more in love with my face

And that's saying a lot 'cause, clearly, I’m slim in the waist

But somehow, the cakes fucked around and doubled in weight

I don't double date 'cause my man think all of you niggas corny, he doesn't relate

You fighting for radio play, he fighting a government case

Bitch, get the fuck out my face, like

[Chorus]

I don't play about us (On God)

I do this for me and everything that I was, nigga (Tuh)

This shoutout for me (For me)

Big shoutout to me (To me, huh)

Uh, I don't play about us (On God)

I do this for me and everything that I was, nigga (Yeah, tuh)

This shoutout for me (For me, huh)

Big shoutout to me (To me, huh)

[Verse 2]

Shoutout to myself

Who the hardest out? Bitch, it's Latto by herself

Ice is just water when it melts

Wipe you down, I got plenty towels on the shelf, it's easy

A white Ferrari might get me wetter than Fiji shores

Nails in the coffin while I'm getting my manicures and my pedicures

Your dream man is someone you settle for I sit around and daydream 'bout how I could settle the score

I'm down to stoop lower than most of you hoes' credit score

Don't play coy with me, you know what you headed for

This shit is not a metaphor, this shit that we ready for

My sisters all loose cannons, baby, so don't start 'em

I don't want to hear about menopause or postpartum

I'm not wasting no time begging you hoes pardon

I'm just tryna sip a little wine in the rose garden

Be in a silk robe, indulge in aromatherapy

You hoes sick in the head, y'all need to go to therapy

I'm tryna decompress in Turks with essential oil

Latto getting spoiled 'cause she thicker than engine oil

You evil eye bitches got me saging the whole room

You aging in the face, but whatever, that's old news

The crown is coming home soon, I'll sit on the throne soon

And to the next girl with dreams of making some bold moves

The love they never showed me is love that I'll show you

'Cause I'm a real Southern bitch and I told you

Gold tooth, gold hoops, and soul food

Yeah, everything I'm saying is so true

Shoutout to myself, to myself

[Chorus]

I don't play about us (On God)

I do this for me and everything that I was, nigga (Tuh)

This shoutout for me (For me)

Big shoutout to me (To me, huh)

Uh, I don't play about us (On God)

I do this for me and everything that I was, nigga (Yeah, tuh)

This shoutout for me (For me, huh)