BANKS: Set this bitch in motion, she's emotional I ain't tryna make this conversational If she were really somethin', she'd still have him though (Mm)
BANKS: Give it up, I done stole your love You don't think he show me when you hit him up Honey cup, hate to see you stuck Tryna make him jealous, he don't give a f—
BANKS: I hate your ex-girlfriend I don't think that she's appropriate Someone help her little basic face And tell her that she's holdin' onto nothin' I hate your ex-girlfriend Obvious she ain't found someone yet I'ma send some flowers to her ego Then at least she walks away with somethin'
Doechii:: I hate you bitches, I'm misogynistic Mad at me, but I am not his misses I hate you, hate you right now Karma, karma for the ex-bitches
Doechii: I'm the ex-ho, X-rated You want him, but I made him Don't get put in a body bag I get fucked up when I'm faded (Huh) Put a toe tag on her like a French tip Wrap a bow around your coffin like it's Christmas You a sick ho, you should make a death wish Scarlet letter, then I seal it with a French kiss, mwah
BANKS: Your ex-boyfriend can get it I be with him 24/7 Heard you're tryna say you're over him Until you let the alcohol set in Your mouth still where his name lives I know it's so frustrating I stay in his mouth and he can't keep me out of it like ooh, ah
BANKS & Doechii: I hate your ex-girlfriend I don't think that she's appropriate Someone help her little basic face And tell her that she's holdin' onto nothin' (You want him, but I made him, huh) I hate your ex-girlfriend Obvious she ain't found someone yet I'ma send some flowers to her ego Then at least she walks away with somethinTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
