Hot Grits - Diana Gordon

I’m too tired of this shit

Like hold me back 'fore I flip

I’m too tired of this shit

Won’t push your luck, it’s a risk (Ooh-ooh)

Welcome to the show, bring your little bitch

I’ve been good to go, hit the kill switch

Murder that she wrote, goodness gracious

Had to make it known (Ooh-ooh)

It’s crazy, the more that I feel that, the more that I let go

'Cause it’s crazy, the more that I feel this, the more that I let go

I used to get attached, now I can’t decide

Rather make you sweat and hit you with the side-eye

Lemme call you back, keep you waitin' all night

I didn’t wanna lie, didn’t wanna lie, I didn’t wanna lie

I-I-I, I-I-I

I-I (Ooh-ooh)

It’s crazy, the more that I feel that, the more that I let go

'Cause it’s crazy, the more that I feel this, the more that I let go

I’m too tired of this shit

Like hold me back 'fore I flip

I’m too tired of this shit

Won’t push your luck, it’s a risk (Ooh-ooh)

Welcome to the show, bring your little bitch

I’ve been good to go, hit the kill switch

Murder that she wrote, goodness gracious

Had to make it known (Ooh-ooh)

It’s crazy, the more that I feel that, the more that I let go

'Cause it’s crazy, the more that I feel this, the more that I let go (Ooh-ooh)

Oh, oh, oh-oh (Ooh-ooh)

Oh, let it go, let it go (Ooh-ooh)