​tina fey lyrics

[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 f*ckin' bang
So much, calm down, I'm on my way (b*tch I'm, on my way)
I'm f*ckin' wit' them white hoes like Tina Fey (Ah)
God, why this b*tch wildin'? They-they ain't gon' start sh*t, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
God, why this b*tch wildin'? They-they ain't startin' sh*t with me (Yeah, yeah)