I don’t **** with deja vu But I’m getting deja you I don’t **** with deja vu Getting really sick of you Getting really sick of Getting really sick of Deja vu makes my tummy queazy Hear your name and my brain be freezing That’s my ride catch it Lamborghini Imma make my way out this evening Trying to catch up in fifth dimensions Baby I sent your ass to heaven Don’t believe in those holy blessings Thought I was rid of this tension but oh Look at you pulling my strings Your voodoo baby I’m clipping it’s wings I’m doing marvelous things Don’t need your carnivore meat in my fangs Baby you’re stressing me out Trying to fight but you’re running your mouth Stubborn you cry and you pout I am a goddess, not what I’m about Imma need a big revision Imma make a quick decision Snip you out like an incision Cut the strings I got new vision I am not your babydoll Rolling my eyes bout whenever you call If you was a fly on the wall You’d be like damn this bitch don’t play at all Look at me cook up my potions Open the portal and sing my devotions Basking in all the emotions Let it flow through me I go with the motions I don’t **** with deja vu But I’m getting deja you See I don’t **** with deja vu But I’m getting deja you Getting really sick of you Getting really sick of Deja vu ****ing me up Soon as I fill it you draining my cup Trying to do away this love Shedding my skin like I’m getting rid of All the layers you creeped into All the places that we been to All the bullshit that I been through Dealing with your crooked mental Mentality isn’t the prettiest I make a plan and you call it insidious You really been my asphyxiant Stuck in your ways and you don’t plan on fixing it You been drier than a hot summer You been acting like a big bummer I thought you might be the longer runner My mind playing tricks again oh stunner Really thought you’d be the long runner My mind playing tricks again, oh stunner I don’t **** with deja vu But I’m getting deja you I don’t **** with deja vu Getting really sick of you Getting really sick of Getting really sick of Deja vu makes my tummy queazy Hear your name and my brain be freezing That’s my ride catch it Lamborghini Imma make my way out this evening Trying to catch up in fifth dimensions Baby I sent your ass to heaven Don’t believe in those holy blessings Thought I was rid of this tension but oh Look at you pulling my strings Your voodoo baby I’m clipping it’s wings I’m doing marvelous things Don’t need your carnivore meat in my fangs Baby you’re stressing me out Trying to fight but you’re running your mouth Stubborn you cry and you pout I am a goddess, not what I’m about Oh no no no no no baby I don’t **** with deja vu But I’m getting deja you I don’t **** with deja vu Getting really sick of you Getting really sick of Getting really sick of you