Lemme admit, I don't like none of you bitches (Yeah)
I wish your mom swallowed all of you bitches (Yeah)
Thought you was cute and whatever that shit is (Uh)
My biggest hater, welcome to the audition
If you ain't with me, you oppin', bird shit
If you on the fence, ho, you optin' (Dummy)
Runnin' your mouth, givin' faucet
Whole time Canada Dry when I walk in (Skrrt)
No, I do not care if you clocked in
Work a bitch out, I done went Denise Austin (Duh)
You pay for that blue check, stop it
Ho, you was sellin' that twice just to pop it (Yeah)
You gotta wait for holidays to get a bag (Uh)
Me and you are not the same, Prada on my ass (Uh)
Suckin' me must be exhaustin', can't even do it right
Bitches be coughin'
Yes, I need me a 9021-HO, out West
A Beverly Hills nigga that come with purse
Put me in his wood and take his life alert
I be havin' fun, so I got no regrets
Except that bitch, I still ain't punchin' her neck (Where she at?)
These niggas be followers, I can't get wet
I bet if his homies say, "Die," he say, "Bet" (Hahaha)
Saw me on Jamaica, come and put it on me
We are not the same, bitch, you can never clone me
Sigh, bitches is not I
Bombastic side eye
I ain't no stream, bitch, we is not tied
Honest to God, fried
I'm sexy as fuck, giving you Naomi
I must be some duct tape, the way they be on me
Countin' hunnids and fifties, smokin' in the tub
Don't hang with no [Dixie?], can't let that shit rub
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