This is a song about "Goodmorning text"

Oh i’m nothing like your home girl expect, expect

Hearing the sound, know where it's found, got that fresh text

But then they'll have an accident and pick up another mani went to the bank to cash my check

Note: anything in brackets is intended to be said fast, its hard conveying flow in text

Uh, you gotta get in line, hop

Give em a text and they down to rock

So why even bother sending me a text?

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

Reflect the raps that flow out spiles text

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Say "hello, goodmorning" and call that art

See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard

I'm the next kruger, send 'em like text messages to ya,

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

But its in the way we text since now we exes like malcom/

She never ready to go so she forever come