เนื้อเพลง SOS - SZA

Last night I cried

Give me a second, give me a minute
Nah, lil' b*tch, can't let you finish
Yeah, that's right, I need commission on mine
All that sauce you got from me
All that sh*t I gave for free
I don't want it back, want it back
This ain't no warnin' shot
In case all you hoes forgot
Know you been more than lost
Without me, I'm so
Comin' like I'm so greasy
Ex-n*gga, he so needy
Punk ass tried to replace me, but the stakes just too high
They can't survive off mini-me's
I'm talkin' pedigree
Ain't no writers, that's just me
Ain't no spiteful, I'm just T
Can't hate a b*tch for free
Talkin' I'm off the bench like Brady
I'm pressin' n*ggas like KD, it's up
Yeah, n*gga, it's up to me
Remind you of Della Reese
So classic, that ass so fat, it look natural, it's not
I talk bullsh*t a lot
No more f*ck-sh*t, I'm done
Damn right, I'm the one
Damn right, I'm the one
Comin' back, she so candid
Comin' back, snatched like bandit
Comin' back, this ain't canned sh*t, I'm organic with my fresh squeeze
I'm dumpin' like press squeeze
I'm horny like, "S*ck these", so darin' like, "Touch me"
And all the petty sh*t aside
All the phony sh*t aside
I just want what's mine
Mine, oh
I just want what's mine
This ain't no warnin' shot
In case all you hoes forgot
And I cried and cried
Said what's on my mind
Ooh-oh-woah, I cried