[Intro]
(DJ EscoMoeCity)
That shit be crazy
Bitch stay mad
N***as be mad too tho’

[Verse 1: Joe Moses]
What all that attitude for? That shit is weak and disrespectful
You can't smile no more, you gotta act the way I met you
You be trippin if I let you
That's why my other bitches special
All that screaming on the phone, bitch, wait till I catch you
I can't see myself with you, so I moved out your way
We only fucked in the room, you never been to where I stay
I heard your baby daddy play, I heard he turned down a fade
Then your ass got with me, and had it made, but you fake
Bitch, get out your feelings 'bout that other shit
And don't be downloading’ WhatsApp to text my other bitch
Wе used to fuck, and that was nothing
And that's the end discussion
Know you mad, causе I done turned nothing into something

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Joe Moses]
Bitch, you in your feelings
How you get mad like I playing?
We just fucking, I didn't know we was dating
Bitch, you in your feelings
And stop texting all my bitches
All that 12 shit
Hoe, that shit is snitching
Bitch, you in your feelings
Should've never took off the rubber
I miss it though, let’s just fuck, it's no cuddle
Bitch, you in your feelings
I kept it real about them hoes
We had fun, now it's over, case closed
[Verse 2: Joe Moses]
Lil bitch from O.T., used to fuck with her P
She said she never [?] ho, but when [?]
I like the bitch, so we meet
I fucked her pussy in my sleep
Our conversations hit different, every call we go deep
Every day was a challenge, in every way she a distraction
But in the back of my mind, I wanna stab in [?]
My n***a say I gotta chill, bro, don't make this a habbit
I can't chill, I'm in my feelings, about some shit I can't have
These n***as be in feelings too
Don't let these n***as trick you like they not
I done blew the bitch spot, over some motherfucking cock
I been calling the bitch phone, damn I miss my bitch box
And that head is the top
Damn


[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Joe Moses]
Bitch, you in your feelings
How you get mad like I playing?
We just fucking, I didn't know we was dating
Bitch, you in your feelings
And stop texting all my bitches
All that 12 shit
Hoe, that shit is snitching
Bitch, you in your feelings
Should've never took off the rubber
I miss it though, let’s just fuck, it's no cuddle
Bitch, you in your feelings
I kept it real about them hoes
We had fun, now it's over, case closed