[Verse 1] Bitch don’t come up in my DM, asking me no questions I don’t know your baby daddy, pussy ho, no we not fuckin’ Give two fucks about your family, don’t come at me as a woman See I’m real disrespectful, I’ma laugh ‘cause bitch you funny You know that he be sliding so that stupid bitch you wylin’ Don’t ask me for no favors, cut him off when I get tired You be blowing up his phone when he be tryna give me dome Can’t blame him for your problems, can’t fuck up no happy home He fucking with you for the baby bitch, that ain’t really my business Gave away my watches, ain’t got time to catch no feelings Got to play shit how it go, and I can tell you kind of slow Bitch I ain’t tryna take your spot, won’t catch me beefin’ ‘bout no ho Don’t care ‘bout no pillow talking or none of your stupid friends But I thought you bitches knew, can’t keep no nigga with no kid Let me guess, you heard about me, can tell you what they said I’m just gon' have several seats on your baby daddy’s head See I thought that shit was funny, maybe that shit was rude But bitch you all up in my DM like you got some shit to prove Moral of the story I don’t owe nobody shit So don’t come up in my DM asking ‘bout your bitch Go ask your baby daddy, tell your friend that he denied me And go cry yourself to sleep ‘cause stupid bitch you know he lying It go down in the DM That breaking news if they see them But naw, I can’t do no talking Cause niggas snitching way too often Fuck niggaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
