Critical

[Intro]
Shut the fuck up (Grrah)
You shut the fuck up and (Oh my god) you’re bitch, fuck (Grrah)
Shut the— film me, i'm Instagram famous, you fucking bum (Woo—hoo)
Shut the fuck up bum
G—, G—, Get 'em
Hahaha (Get 'em)
Let’s go, yeah, turn up

[Verse]
Tell that nigga that I woke up like this morning with two whores
I don’t even wanna kill myself, but I’m not suicidal, two doors
Pretty nigga, I got plenty whores
I fuck up this niggas, I don’t give me my work
Nigga don’t cuff her, it’s a psych ward
Bitch must be too torn
Downtown, third war
Take a sip, nigga, new world
Pressed up, got hella whores
Hella hoes nigga, on board
And these niggas tryna come through, but they can’t come fourth
Ha, cheap nigga, i'ma go buy her a bag, I can’t go for it
I was down on my ass nigga, down bad, but that is now more
[?] to junky ring, I’m fat, nigga that’s no more
Oh—, Oh, nigga that’s your whore
Made a bitch ride on surf board
Score in the trap, I need more
You—, You need to play, my nigga, I’m good for it

[Outro]
Fuck
(Woo—hoo)