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