Lyrics Screwball!!! - Zuhri

Gotta keep a couple chains on my neck
I ain't seeing green
Bitch, they cancelled Arthur, I'm upset
I don't watch TV
Ns trynna pull up on the set with the tech
That's a fact, throw it back
Trynna put my shit on track
Gotta keep a couple chains on my neck
I ain't seeing green
Bitch, they cancelled Black-ish, I'm upset
I don't watch TV
Ns trynna pull up with the tech on the set
That's a fact, throw it back
Trynna put my shit on track

I'm like that insane n from that psycho ward
But ain't got no triggers, and I ain't got no Wu-Tang sword
So imma stay on my grind right now
And you already know 'cus ns got time right now
Stacking the bread, stacking the cheese
Young n, pocket full of the grease
Play you some shit but that's a prerelease
I'm doing it big, I ain't down with the lease
Stacking the bread, stacking the cheese
Young n, pocket full of the grease
Play you some shit but that's a prerelease
I'm doing it big, I ain't down with the lease
You know I'm working my ass off
And I ain't losing focus
Yeah, I'm coming and running shit
I'm the boss and girl you know this
How you notice the stance, or the fit of my pants
When ns doing the dance it's from the back with no hands
'Bouta hit that shit cuz it's in my face
And you invading my space
But baby I ain't complaining
C'mon and give me a taste
You know I ain't trynna flex, but when I'm getting that text
I'm dropping everything, I gotta be in your bed next
To your body
You're feeling naughty
You drive me crazy, they was calling you thotty
But their vision was hazy 'cus you been holding it down
While you been out on the town
I can't seem to let you go and I ain't looking around
I ain't with the 12
But I'm cooking that bacon
I saw your girl and she been telling all her best friends I'm caking
People weaving and shaking
Ns steady be faking
Cup is a rojo, it's solo, wish I was in SOHO
But Phil' is the 'ville and I'm down with the promo

Gotta keep a couple chains on my neck
I ain't seeing green
Bitch, they cancelled Arthur, I'm upset
I don't watch TV
Ns trynna pull up on the set with the tech
That's a fact, throw it back
Trynna put my shit on track
Imma throw a screwball in this bitch
I don't give a shit
Always keep the key up on my hip, 'cus I'm running shit
I'm zipping, zipping, zipping in the whip
No pull over yet
Bitch, I don't believe in loading clips
Imma make a hit