Oh no, why this n**** in my phone?
Sending circumcisions in his photos
He say looking at me make it grow
But I don’t give a fuck about yo weak ass d*ck pics
Tryna find a real king to take ya girl on a picnic
I don’t text back, he don’t like that
Now I’m all types of bitches
War locked in ya head, but ya best bet is quittage
Boy stop, that rah rah
On my fat ass you can give it a kiss MUAH
So let me brag on this p*ssy that you’ll never get
It‘s super soak, mix up ya words call me “thim slick”
So cliché, not your ordinary lady
Oh my, what a fucking switch up
Cause before you wanted me to make you nut
(Chorus)
You n***** outta pocket boy you need to stop it
You n***** outta pocket, pocket pocket
(Verse)
Oh, here’s another one
He thought it would be funny
Boy please
Get the fuck away from me
Is you on drugs? Betta get a clue
Sayin’ anything
Words with no aim
Sticks and stones may break my bones but n**** you still
Lame, lame, lame, lame, lame, lame, lame
The brilliant Ego Ella May returns with the latest installment in the “Fieldnotes” series, full of searching, gorgeous songs. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 19, 2023