How would you have learned if I ain't leave? I guess I was way too naive I should've been checked you But I let you get mad, disrespectful You couldn’t be serious, was you… Looking at my new man, wish it was you But you're dead now Sign of the cross on your chest and your head now Guilty is what you plead now Left Queens hit Brooklyn, I’m on a belt now Stupid is what you felt now When you see me on TV have a meltdown Bombs away Tryna sneak tip hit me when slimes away Roly on but I ain't got time a day Time will tell Chanel get that Lagerfeld