(Turn me up, YC) GloRilla, woo On the gang, hey (SkyDiddy)
Fuck my ho, fuck that bitch I don´t give a fuck ´bout none of this shit Leave me ´lone, don´t text my phone It is what it is, I´m on what you on Fuck my nigga, he ain´t shit Boy ain´t good for nothin´ but dick Flodgin´ like you with yo´ niggas Pussy boy, you with that bitch (What?)
Askin´ me ´bout bitches in the city that she think I´m fuckin´ Look dead in her eyes before I lie, I´d rather tell her nothin´ Oh, so you ain´t got shit to say now, huh? Dumb ass
I rather tell her nothin´, smirkin´ in her face What the fuck funny? Didn´t I say change the subject?
Let me know right now (What?), if there ain´t no future us (Why?) ´Cause, one, too close to zero, got to keep somethin´ on tuck (Shh) She like, "Ew, you do too much" (So?) I replied, "You don´t do enough" (Ho) Even when we be into it, I can still pull up and fuck (Uh) Walkin´ straight up out the house, you say I never hug and kiss you Tyrna see me every weekend (Why?), damn, I need space to miss you Know I love you, bae, our problems go away when my dick in you
When I call myself tryna do shit right, here go another issue (Man)
Fuck my ho, fuck that bitch I don´t give a fuck ´bout none of this shit Leave me ´lone, don´t text my phone It is what it is, I´m on what you on Fuck my nigga, he ain´t shit Boy ain´t good for nothin´ but dick Flodgin´ like you with yo´ niggas Pussy boy, you with that bitch
All that tellin´ folks I´m crazy, tell ´em how you got me fucked up Yo´ mama ain´t got no daughters, boy you ain´t them bitches brothers (The fuck?)
Then you told me you that knew the bitch, but you ain´t say you fucked her (Hm) Ol´ cheatin´ ass, toxic ass, good dick motherfucker (Hate yo´ ass) With my man today (Hm), back outside tomorrow (Yeah) I be done with him today then be at his house tomorrow I be bustin´ out the windows, got ´em switchin´ up his cars He won´t find shit in my phone but them lil´ pictures of his card Constantly bringin´ up my ex and shit, he must want me to go back (Huh?) I could really pop my shit for real, but I don´t think he know that (Can´t know that) Cut that nigga off for good to show him that I´m on that
And he´ll never, ever, ever, ever get his ho back (On gang)
Fuck my ho, fuck that bitch I don´t give a fuck ´bout none of this shit Leave me ´lone, don´t text my phone It is what it is, I´m on what you on Fuck my nigga, he ain´t shit Boy ain´t good for nothin´ but dick Flodgin´ like you with yo´ niggas Pussy boy, you with that bitch Fuck my ho, fuck that bitch I don´t give a fuck ´bout none of this shit Leave me ´lone, don´t text my phone It is what it is, I´m on what you on Fuck my nigga, he ain´t shit Boy ain´t good for nothin´ but dick
Flodgin´ like you with yo´ niggas Pussy boy, you with that bitch