CRAWFISH SEASON

[Verse]
Didn’t come from the mud but now I’m shovelin’ it
Slid my tongue in her cunt like it’s a freudian slip
Boiled in the sun it aineen crawfish season
Karma comes and seasons things up, it’s too spicy for my bitch
Caught a couple slights, it’s getting dicey
She highkey wanna fight me
Might be time to call it quits
But I like the feeling, I’m reelin’ back need the fish
She peelin’ back the skin on my grapes
Leanin’ in for a kiss, I can’t help myself love the taste

[Outro]
Yeah, uh, I love you bitch
Mm, I love you bitch
Bitch
Love you