Solar’s Departure lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah (Ayo, Sheff)

[Chorus]
Solar didn't love me and it made me cry
So I might as well give Issabelle a try
But she don't really care 'bout how I feel inside
She don't care how I feel, she don't care how I feel
b*tch, I feel like Morgan Freeman, I got lean on me
When we f*ckin', she be squirtin', she be peein' on me
f*ck so good, I make her have an early period
She be sayin' that she lovе me, I ain't hearin' it
She told mе that she got a n*gga, I ain't fearin' him
'Cause I'm like Chris Benoit, I'ma crash out
And all my n*ggas really down to bring the straps out

[Verse]
And all my n*ggas really down to f*ck your main b*tch
di*k up in her mouth, she ain't even get a chance to say sh*t
Thinkin' about Solar, even though the b*tch was basic
Issabelle don't care that I'm obese
I don't think she'll try to f*ck my homies
I know I said the same sh*t 'bout Solar
But that's because I didn't really know her
I guess I really don't know Issabelle
Will she do me dirty? Only time will tell
Christmas is finally here
Time for joy and time for cheer
I made a list and checked it twice
I want a b*tch that'll treat me right
I want a b*tch that'll never leave
Yeah, she's my gift under the tree
[Interlude]
What do I want for Christmas this year?
I just want a b*tch that'll never leave and a b*tch that'll never cheat
As men, that's all we really ask for, even when it's not Christmas time
But I figured, in the season of giving, in the season of joy, and in the season of cheer
That maybe, just this one time, I would get what I want
Just this one time

[Bridge]
She's my gift under the tree
She's my gift under the tree

[Chorus]
Solar didn't love me and it made me cry
So I might as well give Issabelle a try
But she don't really care 'bout how I feel inside
She don't care how I feel, she don't care how I feel
b*tch, I feel like Morgan Freeman, I got lean on me
When we f*ckin', she be squirtin', she be peein' on me
f*ck so good, I make her have an early period
She be sayin' that she love me, I ain't hearin' it
She told me that she got a n*gga, I ain't fearin' him
'Cause I'm like Chris Benoit, I'ma crash out
And all my n*ggas really down to bring the straps out