[Intro]
(Wesh Rudynovski)
[Verse 1: CEO Trayle]
Ayy, you doin' all this extra sh*t, you stupid b*tch
Ayy, I knew you way before this sh*t, you stupid b*tch
Tried to show you, but you spinned me, you lil' stupid b*tch
And now you see I'm lit, you're tryna do a dick
[Verse 2: Gunna]
Boss up on a ho, get rich like Ludacris
NC4 been working smart, not harder, you lil' stupid b*tch
You know I fu*ked your friend, you fu*ked my dawg, we both ain't new to this
Don't know why you pressed cap like you stressing, I be cooling it
You fu*king with a mob boss
She couldn't prove she loyal so I left her on the sidewalk
Made her sign an NDA, told Booka drop a dime off
She done swallowed all my kids, ayy, drink it like they [?]
Ain't thinking she gon' get paid but b*tch can't read my mind though
You can't get thesе pesos
b*tch, that was the last time, I can't play whеre you lay, ho
Be with you for life, sh*t, I'd rather drank some Karo
Plus I got a b*tch that's a nurse, I'm okay, ho
[Verse 3: CEO Trayle]
You don't care, I don't care, my feelings ain't hurt, b*tch
b*tch, I got on white ones, Fendi on my shirt, b*tch
I mash the gas too hard and watch that straight Jeep jerk, b*tch
Hate it when I'm nice to one of these hoes, they on that jerk sh*t
Yeah, b*tch, you cool, but you ain't better then a Perc, b*tch
You ain't better than the plug droppin' off the work, b*tch
[Refrain: CEO Trayle]
b*tch, you ain't even better than a eight of Wock'
Catch you with that ni**a, I might just up the pipe and spray the car
b*tch, you supposed to be my b*tch, I cheated but you broke us up
b*tch, you ain't leave when I was down, left when I was up
That's 'bout the realest sh*t you did, but I don't give no fu*k
b*tch, all that sh*t you made me give, but I can't give no more
I don't give no fu*k, you still got feelings, I can't feel no more
I don't even like lookin' at you, b*tch, I don't want no kids no more
You broke my heart, you stank b*tch, I don't wanna kiss no more
Say what you want about me, b*tch, I don't even care no more
(fu*k that b*tch, stupid ass)
[Chorus: CEO Trayle]
b*tch, you hurt my feelings, uh
I ain't even have no ways of dealing with it
I'm talking to another ni**a, got both of our feelings mixed
The other day I slipped and almost called you one of my other b*tches
[Refrain: CEO Trayle]
b*tch, you ain't even better than a eight of Wock'
Catch you with that ni**a, I might just up the pipe and spray the car
b*tch, you supposed to be my b*tch, I cheated but you broke us up
b*tch, you ain't leave when I was down, left when I was up
That's 'bout the realest sh*t you did, but I don't give no fu*k
b*tch, all that sh*t you made me give, but I can't give no more
I don't give no fu*k, you still got feelings, I can't feel no more
I don't even like lookin' at you, b*tch, I don't want no kids no more
You broke my heart, you stank b*tch, I don't wanna kiss no more
Say what you want about me, b*tch, I don't even care no more
(fu*k that b*tch, stupid ass)
[Chorus: CEO Trayle]
b*tch, you hurt my feelings, uh
I ain't even have no ways of dealing with it
Talking to another ni**a, got both of our feelings mixed
The other day I slipped and almost called you one of my other b*tches
[Outro]
(Wesh Rudynovski)