Postpostpartum Injury Reserve

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[Chorus: Ritchie with a T]
Don't you know?
I had my arms open
Soak it all in
Postpostpartum
Let's go hard
Yeah, we all in
Don't you know?
I had my arms open, yeah
Soak it all in
I was postpartum
But please, don't guard him
Pardon me for yawnin'
Nigga, we all in
I was just talkin' jargon
We was posted on the wall
While our seed was wylin'
Word, word
Nigga, we all in, please know

[Verse 1: Ritchie with a T]
(Check it, yeah)
I was hurtin' from birthin' niggas
Shit, got into my mental, yeah
All these little lowercase t's
On instrumentals
Oh, please, just go be gentle, yeah
Drawing from my stencils, uh
Seein' all the itty-bitty knees, all about to tremble
But see, why am I salty, yeah?
Shit, I should be honored, yeah
But now they runnin' laps around mе
See, that's the problem you see
I'm just doin' my thing
But then thеy profiting like bees to a pollen
Now see, you see my problem