I swear to God, they ain’t wanna see me leave the club Got up on my sh*t and now they scared to show me love They’d rather see me on the pole t**n’ it for dubs I guess I really gotta show them what the f*ck is up I’m on some other sh*t, that Cardi B gutta sh*t Every time I catch a hating b*tch, she on her stutter sh*t Can’t finish her words but on Instagram thuggin’ sh*t You set yourself up, don’t make it seem like I be buggin’, b*tch And n***as hatin’ on me, really be upset I don’t know, make me wonder what you got between your legs You a real n***a mad at a b*tch for getting bread? You’s a b*tch from birth, you just grew a third leg, woo! Bite down, bite down, it was crunch time Yeah I skip all of them b*tches in the lunch line I put in work, now I’m here at the front line Ready for the bullsh*t, I swear it’s on my bloodline Touch mine, getting slumped, slimed one time Pump blind, b*tches quick, then I dump mine Pull up with the Gucci clutch, spitting clutch rhymes Flyer than a big big B with a Blood tie Don’t do much, she get hard when I bust wines No straws for this juice box, got one time Last n***a I was with went insane ‘Cause my head game movin’ hills like I’m lookin’ for the sunshine I’m a Bronx b*tch birthed from the hip-hop From the block to the tick tock in the Patek watch Quick drop with the cash, couldn’t fit the Ziploc Grips locked, get your sh*t popped in my flip flops Walking out, but every dollar, I still want it all Now he wanna know me, I could give your man a cure You gotta mail me, but I don’t check my spam at all Never feel what you’re sayin’ like I’m usin’ Anbesol All around the states getting nice checks I was tourin’ off a tape, I had a hype set Is that the reason all these n***as wanna pipe next? I’m a creep, b*tch, see his d*ck through his night text Got ’em all scared, I ain’t even strike yet Wire up jaws when I swing if the mic stretch I recall, took the right steps, had a shot So I took the sh*t, now this game gon’ need a life vest.(red barz) Uhhh I said, woo! Huhhh.