I make ni**as pay attention
Got em hoping praying wishin’
Always liking every picture
Had to block him he was tripping
I got b*tches in they feelings
I don’t see no competition
All that hating just ridiculous You might need a doctors visit
Is you hurt? (b*tch you turnt)
Cuz I’m turnt
Is you hurt?
Cuz I’m turnt
This’ll hurt
Cuz I’m turnt
Is you hurt?
Cuz I’m turnt
Yo Google history I know I’m in yo search
I can’t do no 10 a hour for No work I know my worth
Hoe see me first thing they think I wanna be like her
Y’all my kids every month I’m giving birth
Time to burp
Lotta hoes sh*tty cuz I’m pretty litty and I’m rich
So I don’t show no pitty you a lil itty bitty b*tch
Pull up in yo city best believe that glizzy in the whip
Yo man wanna lick on me yea he love these titties and these hips
I’m yo dreams I’m yo goals I’m a boss
I’m yo worst nightmare one of you hoes piss me off
Hurt a b*tch soul leave fu*king hole in her heart
Quick to finish beef like who tf told her to start
I make ni**as pay attention
Got em hoping praying wishin’
Always liking every picture
Had to block him he was tripping
I got b*tches in they feelings
I don’t see no competition
All that hating just ridiculous You might need a doctors visit
Is you hurt? (b*tch you turnt)
Cuz I’m turnt
Is you hurt?
Cuz I’m turnt
This’ll hurt
Cuz I’m turnt
Is you hurt?
Cuz I’m turnt
Honestly ya’ll b*tches got me fu*ked up
Cause I’m slapping b*tches with a Chanel bag because I’m Pap Chanel b*tch
Stepping on b*tches with red bottom Louis Vuitton all of the sh*t that you can’t afford
Stick my foot so far up yo ass it come out yo mouth