Stick in yo' lane, that's that This mess is a game, that's facts And I'll keep the change, for that hat You've been insane since like back in the day Oh snap, but thank you for snaps around three I never reply 'cause there ain't nothing to see So just keep all the lies under yo' breath, under yo' teeth 'Cause we in the mix, isn't it? Isn't it? Wait I can't keep you in check So tell yo' mama 'bout the tattoos up to your neck Or wear a collar if it goes with the burgundy Keds And tell yo' father that yo' night out wasn't the best from what I see via text I can't keep you in check So tell yo' mama 'bout the tattoos up to your neck Or wear a collar if it goes with the burgundy Keds And tell yo' father that yo' night out wasn't the best from what I see via text Aye, from what I see via text From what I see via text We don't talk no more, all we really do nowadays is text We don't- I don't know, tryna figure out who knows me best We don't talk, guess a whole lot of that has been caught Guess a long time, baby, I've been off behind emoji icons I've been hidin', private island Camo jacket for the long sleeves on a private beach takin' fire like I'm under siege, Saving Private Ryan I'm so tired, still I'm tryin' Tattoos showin', but mama ain't seen 'em yet No more hidin', if truth is the vehicle, I've been On this roller coaster for too long, tryna see what I should focus Thinkin' why mom and dad never got a long, see it's not you, it's my fault These tattoos, they go deep to the bloodstream They my art, they my stamps on my passport Last stop 'fore I fall apart, yeah, the disfunction Keeps me intact 'cause I'm disgruntled And this ink is what I run to, why am I this way? See 'cause I want to, stop it Tryna change me, I'm this way, nobody can tame me Aren't we all a little bit insane? So don't dismiss me or call me crazy lately I can't keep you in check So tell yo' mama 'bout the tattoos up to your neck Or wear a collar if it goes with the burgundy Keds And tell yo' father that yo' night out wasn't the best from what I see via text I can't keep you in check So tell yo' mama 'bout the tattoos up to your neck Or wear a collar if it goes with the burgundy Keds And tell yo' father that yo' night out wasn't the best from what I see via text Aye, from what I see via text From what I see via text