[INTRO] (yeah… oh yeah…) Mmm… You know what time it is… Ain’t no tip-toein’ tonight… If they hear us? They hear us… (c’mon… bring it here…) ------ Fucked them kids! (UH!)... Fucked them kids! (UH!)... Fucked them kids! (UH!)... Fucked them kids! (UH!)... [VERSE 1] You crawlin’ on top of me slow… (slow… slow…) Bite your lip like you innocent— Girl, we both know you not, tho… You say “baby chill,” but your hips say “don’t,” You keep takin’ every stroke like you tryna lose control. The headboard screamin’, The mattress leanin’, Your nails in my back got my whole body fiendin’. Then we hear lil’ footsteps in the hall— But you grab me by the neck like, “Don’t you stop at all…” [PRE-CHORUS] And I’m like, “Nooo, I ain’t stoppin’ this vibe…” (no-no-no…) You said “RUIN ME”… so I’m tryna apply… They can bang on that door, let ’em try… (let ’em try…) We too deep, too far, too high… [CHORUS] Fucked them kids! (fuh—yeah…) We too loud, girl, it is what it is. If they cryin’, they cryin’, that’s life in the crib— I’m in your ribs while you whisper “don’t quit”— (ahh! don’t run…) Fucked them kids! (ohhh-ohhh…) Ain’t no breakin’ this motion we hit. You said “slow,” but you lied, now you beggin’ for bliss— I’m givin’ backshots like I’m tryna pay rent— (YEAH… mmhmm…) Fucked them kiiiiiids— (falsetto run: kid-id-id-idsss-ohhhhhh) Shook the whole damn hallway with this— You still ridin’, still wildin’, still beggin’ for the switch— (yeah… switch it up…) [Bridge] Fucked them kids! (UH!) I ain’t slowin’ up, girl, you know what it is… Let the whole damn hallway hear how you live… You said “ruin me,” now you losin’ your grip… Fucked them kids! (UH!) [VERSE 2 – nastier, more toxic, more R&B run-ups] You throw it back like you tryna make the world end, Talkin’ ’bout “baby, baby—wait— I think the door movin’…” Girl, that’s you shakin’ the whole damn frame. You moanin’ too loud to pretend, The neighbors gon’ call 911 again. You say “we gon’ wake up the kids!” But you ridin’ like you tryna break a record in the Olympics— GOLD MEDAL HIPS. Lil’ knock on the door like, “…Mommy?” But you too busy losin’ your breath on top me. Tryna talk but your voice too gone, Turn the whole bedroom into an R&B song. (shhhhhh….) Nah, fuck that shhh… You told me ruin you… I’m just doin’ exactly what you asked— (yeah-yeah-yeah…) Let the walls shake, Let the bed break, Let your ex hear it from across the damn state— (ohhhhhh… yesss…) Girl, you wanted toxic? This the mixtape. [CHORUS] Fucked them kids! (UH!) We too loud, girl, it is what it is… If they up, let ’em sit, they ain’t stoppin’ this hit— You wetter than the whole faucet in this— (damn…) Fucked them kids! (yeahhhh…) We grown—this that “I don’t care” bliss. They can knock, they can cry, they can throw little fits— But mama gettin’ rearranged in shifts… (shift it… flip it… get it…) Fucked them kiiiiiids— (falsetto: kiiiiidss-iiiidss—ooooh-yeahhhh) We loud, we wild, we breakin’ they peace— You still ridin’, still slidin’, still beggin’ “don’t leave…” (yeah… you mine tonight…) [Bridge] Fucked them kids! (UH!) I ain’t slowin’ up, girl, you know what it is… Let the whole damn hallway hear how you live… You said “ruin me,” now you losin’ your grip… Fucked them kids! (UH!) ------ Fucked them kids! (UH!)... Fucked them kids! (UH!)... Fucked them kids! (UH!)... Fucked them kids! (UH!)... [OUTRO] They’ll be fine… (Fuck them kids) [DRAMATIC PAUSE] They ain’t MY KIDS ANYWAYS... (FUCK THEM KIDS)
