I hear that shit
You wanna get started
You thinking you styling
You hoes is all garbage
Saying I changed from the second I started
I just upgraded
Why you still hatin'

See that I'm on now
I'm out here faded
Up to no good shut up bitch don't look
I might just turn you to pavement

Shut up, bitch
Shut up, bitch

Y'all some stank pussy hoes
Ain't nobody fuckin' with ya
When I pull up to the club
Bet you wanna take a picture
I got money in my pussy
Tell your man to come and earn it
I don't fuck rappers
They can try but it ain't workin'

You hear that shit
When I'm ridin' through the city
Middle finger out the window
Just because I'm feeling bitchy
I don't got the time
Too much money on my mind
Seeing dollar signs
Five foot three but I beat a bitch ass
You don't know about me you better ask somebody
Word around town I could break a bitch down
When she open up her mouth
I'm like shut the fuck up

Shut up, bitch
Shut up, bitch

God Damn so many hoes on me
I hate them all but I fuck 'em when I'm lonely
She a groupie, treat her like a groupie
Playin' R. Kelly feelin' on that bitch booty
With some dyke bitches I hope they scissor
I'm an asshole I fucked my homies sister
We was watchin' movies
I hit it raw as sushi
And then I
Sh... sh... shut up

Shut up, bitch
Shut up, bitch
Shut up, bitch