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作词 : Onika Maraj/Joshua Goods/Denzel Butler

作曲 : Onika Maraj/Joshua Goods/Denzel Butler

(Been trill, been doin' it, been at it)

Your flow is such a bore

Drinkin' a bottle of Henny through a straw

Bitch, you better stop that dialogue (28 shit)

'Fore I hit Carl and buy your catalog

(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)

Sigh

How you **** your mother man when she die?

How you go on Gayle King and can't cry?

Chile, bye

Big Foot, but you still a small fry

Swearin' on your dead mother when you lie (Ayo)

This lil' beggin' whore talkin' 'bout Megan's Law

For a free beat, you could hit Megan raw (Ooh)

If you a ghostwriter, party in Megan jaw (Ooh)

Shots thrown, but I still ain't let Megan score (Tell 'em)

Bad bitch, she like six foot (Ooh), I call her Big Foot (Brr)

The bitch fell off, I said, "Get up on your good foot"

Uh, still ain't topped "Red Ruby" (No, no, mhm)

Tryna steal the sauce, I said, "Get up out my cookbook" (Brr)

But really, I'm a sweetie pie

P-R-T-T-Y, but I'm P-E-T-T-Y (Brr)

Um, why did you lie about your lipo?

****in' your best friend man is crazy, you the type, though

You was lyin' to the queen, then you went lyin' to the King, Gayle

The thirty-year-old tea so stale

Kylie kicked you out and made you stumble to the car

Barbz, I need a good alcohol bar

Roman, wait, that was the bar

Like a body builder, I keep raisin' the bar

**** you get shot with no scar? (Brr)

This little piggy toxic, somebody adopt it

Mm, mm-mm, mm-mm

Shit'll get dark like chocolate

I'm 'bout to get up in your ass, bitch, clench (Woo)

Mm, yeah, sorta like French

They got you all them Grammys, but your flow's still a no

What a fiasco, Lupe

Future made you pay (Haha)

She wanna party with DaBaby while rubbin' on Tory toupée

I guess she needed money bags for them Trey Songz

She G-Eazy, Carl made her crawl for it

Yo, why the **** they poke the monster?

****in' with Nicki this year, ho, I'm comin' like a pornstar

She just mad that no nigga ever loved her

No nigga gon' stand ten toes behind her

Is it my fault I got good vagin-er?

Why the **** is you humpin' on a minor?

'Cause she was lyin' on your dead mama (Ooh), on-on your dead mama (Ah-ah-ah-ah)

Lyin' on your dead mama, on-on your dead mama

Lyin' on your dead mama, lyin' on your dead mama

Lyin' on your, lyin', lyin', lyin' on your dead mama (Brr, ooh)

作词 : Onika Maraj/Joshua Goods/Denzel Butler

作曲 : Onika Maraj/Joshua Goods/Denzel Butler

(Been trill, been doin' it, been at it)

Your flow is such a bore

Drinkin' a bottle of Henny through a straw

Bitch, you better stop that dialogue (28 shit)

'Fore I hit Carl and buy your catalog

(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)

Sigh

How you **** your mother man when she die?

How you go on Gayle King and can't cry?

Chile, bye

Big Foot, but you still a small fry

Swearin' on your dead mother when you lie (Ayo)

This lil' beggin' whore talkin' 'bout Megan's Law

For a free beat, you could hit Megan raw (Ooh)

If you a ghostwriter, party in Megan jaw (Ooh)

Shots thrown, but I still ain't let Megan score (Tell 'em)

Bad bitch, she like six foot (Ooh), I call her Big Foot (Brr)

The bitch fell off, I said, "Get up on your good foot"

Uh, still ain't topped "Red Ruby" (No, no, mhm)

Tryna steal the sauce, I said, "Get up out my cookbook" (Brr)

But really, I'm a sweetie pie

P-R-T-T-Y, but I'm P-E-T-T-Y (Brr)

Um, why did you lie about your lipo?

****in' your best friend man is crazy, you the type, though

You was lyin' to the queen, then you went lyin' to the King, Gayle

The thirty-year-old tea so stale

Kylie kicked you out and made you stumble to the car

Barbz, I need a good alcohol bar

Roman, wait, that was the bar

Like a body builder, I keep raisin' the bar

**** you get shot with no scar? (Brr)

This little piggy toxic, somebody adopt it

Mm, mm-mm, mm-mm

Shit'll get dark like chocolate

I'm 'bout to get up in your ass, bitch, clench (Woo)

Mm, yeah, sorta like French

They got you all them Grammys, but your flow's still a no

What a fiasco, Lupe

Future made you pay (Haha)

She wanna party with DaBaby while rubbin' on Tory toupée

I guess she needed money bags for them Trey Songz

She G-Eazy, Carl made her crawl for it

Yo, why the **** they poke the monster?

****in' with Nicki this year, ho, I'm comin' like a pornstar

She just mad that no nigga ever loved her

No nigga gon' stand ten toes behind her

Is it my fault I got good vagin-er?

Why the **** is you humpin' on a minor?

'Cause she was lyin' on your dead mama (Ooh), on-on your dead mama (Ah-ah-ah-ah)

Lyin' on your dead mama, on-on your dead mama

Lyin' on your dead mama, lyin' on your dead mama

Lyin' on your, lyin', lyin', lyin' on your dead mama (Brr, ooh)

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