Hot Grits

I’m too tired of this shit
Like hold me back 'fore I flip
I’m too tired of this shit
Won’t push your luck, it’s a risk (Ooh-ooh)
Welcome to the show, bring your little bitch
I’ve been good to go, hit the kill switch
Murder that she wrote, goodness gracious
Had to make it known (Ooh-ooh)
It’s crazy, the more that I feel that, the more that I let go
'Cause it’s crazy, the more that I feel this, the more that I let go
I used to get attached, now I can’t decide
Rather make you sweat and hit you with the side-eye
Lemme call you back, keep you waitin' all night
I didn’t wanna lie, didn’t wanna lie, I didn’t wanna lie
I-I-I, I-I-I
I-I (Ooh-ooh)
It’s crazy, the more that I feel that, the more that I let go
'Cause it’s crazy, the more that I feel this, the more that I let go
I’m too tired of this shit
Like hold me back 'fore I flip
I’m too tired of this shit
Won’t push your luck, it’s a risk (Ooh-ooh)
Welcome to the show, bring your little bitch
I’ve been good to go, hit the kill switch
Murder that she wrote, goodness gracious
Had to make it known (Ooh-ooh)
It’s crazy, the more that I feel that, the more that I let go
'Cause it’s crazy, the more that I feel this, the more that I let go (Ooh-ooh)
Oh, oh, oh-oh (Ooh-ooh)
Oh, let it go, let it go (Ooh-ooh)