Look
I just woke up like I beat the charge and cashed out back to back
Like Maury told Chris Brown, I got a baby and he the dad
Like my boyfriend cheated on me, but I ran off with his stash
Like I lost a couple pounds, but I got to keep my a*s
I just woke up like Yoncé, attitude gigante
He said “No comprande”
Size elefante, this is on a mild day
Haters wake up
Better preach it like Aretha, pray before your makeup
I got these b**hes kinda trippin’, I’m alive and still kickin’
Yeah they stole my style, but I still made a couple million
Yeah they got me f**ed up, it’s cool bro I’m chillin’
I just let ’em copy homework, just did it a little different
I’m insistin’, you can keep it
I’ma keep doing what I do though
I write bars, make lines, baby I move dope
And I do shows and side shows and I do go
And hatin’ b**hes talk they s**t
But one thing is, tell a b***h
Tell a b***h
I go, I go, I go, I go, I go, I go, I go
Tell a b***h
I go, I go, I go, I go, I go, I go, I go
Tell a b***h, I go
B***h go, b***h go, b***h go
B***h go, b***h go, b***h go
Tell a, tell a b***h
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Look, look
I’ma need 100 bottles cause I got up out a deal
And give me fifty feet of space and little b***h back it up a little
And f**k a table, I need sections at the club to keep it real
And I could finally admit it, b***h I made a couple mill’
And b***h I need to call my j**eler, tell JP to get my grill
And bring the ice and chains to cool my temper, I’ma need to chill
I went through hell and back and finally, look I’ma pop a pill
I’m ‘bout to let ‘em know the truth (woo)
This just how I feel, I feel like
Baby, baby, baby
Need a new Mercedes
I’ma act a fooly
Nobody can save me
F**k all of the waiting
F**k a b***h that’s hating
Got my lawyers calling me cause boy my temper crazy
I’ve been all up in the bank and
Money finally came in
Love a b***h or hate a b***h
But make sure that you pay me
I just spent like eighty
Another eighty waiting
b**hes used to hate on me
But lately say I’m wavy
Snowy, owy, owy (huh)
Rollin’ like a stogie (huh)
Got me a new shorty (huh)
From New York like bogies (huh)
If you know, you know me (huh)
Pimpin’ macaroni (huh)
Must want me to cook a b***h the way she throwing sodium
40 tucked, told you bruh
Haters out here hoin’ up
If you bang, you gang then
Let me know and throw it up
Twenty b**hes rollin’ up
Make the club announce for that a*s
And if you ain’t my b***h, booty better bounce
Tell a b***h
I go, I go, I go, I go, I go, I go, I go (bounce)
Tell a b***h
I go, I go, I go, I go, I go, I go, I go
Tell a b***h, I go
B***h go, b***h go, b***h go
B***h go, b***h go, b***h go
Tell a, tell a b***h
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go (x2)
Tell a b***h
I go, I go, I go, I go, I go, I go, I go (bounce)
Tell a b***h
I go, I go, I go, I go, I go, I go, I go
Tell a b***h, I go
B***h go, b***h go, b***h go
B***h go, b***h go, b***h go
Tell a, tell a b***h
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, gooo