Lyrics TIRED - DEELA

I say I'm tired of having no man
But the way they be acting
Bitch I cannot stan
I rap in my mic, and I still make advance
And I twerk in my room
But on live I don't dance
I say I don't drink
But we down Hennessy
We party real hard, yeah my lashes they mink
I wanna live boujee
So I go to school
Disrespect me, girl you might just add to the fuel

I got time today, so I'll let a bitch know
(What?)
He's a weak link
He'll do anything just for some for blow
(Stay clear)
Ask for a stack
For you make his pants grow
He can look but don't touch
What the fuck, nigga no
I'm out with my friends
I don't need the amends
So get out of my face
I don't care for your case
(Bitch)

You say you can't stand me
Well cut me off then
You're more like a five, I'm more like a ten
Just a light blow, nigga get up again
I got options you know
You got some fine friends
(What's his name?)
Act up again I won't stay till the end
I got my own money I like yours to spend

I don't need you and I never did
(Never)
You're a young boy
Yeah you're just a kid
You are my son yeah you're mine to feed
(Eat it up)
Short like a dwarf that was a read
(Was a read)

I'll get more money that you can imagine
Living my best life, while yours will be tragic
These insults they mild but you call for daddy
I make demands you ain't no mo'fucking king
You can't do nothing but talk bout rings
(Broke)
Talking 'bout tables, nigga what did you bring?

I say I'm tired of having no man
But the way they be acting
Bitch I cannot stan
I rap in my mic, and I still make advance
And I twerk in my room
But on live I don't dance
I say I don't drink
But we down Hennessy
We party real hard, yeah my lashes they mink
I wanna live boujee
So I go to school
Disrespect me, girl you might just add to the fuel

Talking trash but I mean it today
I need to relax, roll up a jay
I picked you up nigga, what do you weigh?
You skinny not jacked and I am afraid
You been banging the gym
But what have you gained?
Can't handle my 'tude?
I knew you was lame
You was up on my list
Damn that is a shame
You think I am cute
Well I play 'the game'

Lame niggas can't comment on your page
Praise you in private still clicking your page
(Lame)
They think that we care, we don't give a fuck
We don't get on our knees
Call your friend for a suck
(Lame)
Tell me a secret, I swear I won't tell
When I'm done with these niggas, I ring a bell
I don't care where they go, as long as they leave
Can't keep em' too long, they all just deceive

See me in public ask me when I drop
Mix up the story and say you got top
Lying ass niggas always the worst
You see me online I'm all that you thirst
You see me you gawk
I know that I'm special
I rap and I'm pretty
I deserve a medal
I slaughter beats
And I know that I'm special
You'll hear this song
And you'll say that it's mental

I say I'm tired of having no man
But the way they be acting
Bitch I cannot stan
I rap in my mic, and I still make advance
And I twerk in my room
But on live I don't dance
I say I don't drink
But we down Hennessy
We party real hard, yeah my lashes they mink
I wanna live boujee
So I go to school
Disrespect me, girl you might just add to the fuel