He ain't got a chance a bitch like me He rich enough, rich enough (No) Calls need to stop he ain't calling the guap I picking up, picking up Y'all little can't sit by the pool You ain't thick enough, thick so long and the pussy so wet eat it up eat it up
(x2) Oh My God, this different Oh My God, slippers Oh My God, my vicious Oh My God, hurt yo feelings
What's the between me and you? (Who?) 1200 dollars shoes (Ooh!) I know the facts will make you a way Took three off and i'm still paid (Uh huh!) What's the difference yours and mine Credit that just don't decline (No bitch!) It's overpriced but I still mind I spent 1000 on a glass of wine
mathematicians tryna split the tab Bitch you know you shouldn't ate the purse but you kept the tag Bitch you know you take it back Tit for tat you get the bag You know fat, you know waist snatched I'm in the quarter mill the ceiling cracked Why you in feelings? I ain't feeling (Naah!)
Ain't no fucking thing you could me If he hit it then you know he won the Imma keep him if he with no cutlery Pardon me, i'm too I them tickets, ain't talking citations then i switch up locations Got no further fucks, so don't ask for (Woo!) get your bag up Talk [???]
Oh My God, this different Oh My God, slippers Oh My God, my vicious Oh My God, might yo feelings
Oh My God bitch ever!