[Intro]
(Why didn't you call me?)
(7000 on the beat, shawty)

[Chorus]
So much, smoke all the wood, and it ain't no saint
Boy want talk right, that boy gon' hear a fuckin' bang
So much, calm down, I'm on my way (Bitch I'm, on my way)
I'm fuckin' wit' them white hoes like Tina Fey (Ah)
God, why this bitch wildin'? They-they ain't gon' start shit, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
God, why this bitch wildin'? They-they ain't startin' shit with me (Yeah, yeah)