作词 : RIOTUSA/Ice Spice/Javier Mercado/Steven Giron

作曲 : RIOTUSA/Ice Spice/Javier Mercado/Steven Giron

What the **** I'ma say in the intro?

Hahaha

You want me to say somethin' so bad

(Stop playin' with 'em, RIOT)

Can you, please?

Think you the shit, b***h?

You not even the fart (Grrah)

I be goin' hard (Grrah)

I'm breakin' they hearts, like

B*****s be quick, but I'm quicker (Like)

B*****s be thick, but I'm thicker (Like)

She could be rich, but I'm richer (Damn)

T-t-takin' her man (Takin' her man)

Don't give a **** (Don't give a ****)

Out in the yams (Out in the yams)

And I'm keepin' one tucked (Keepin' one tucked)

I make me some jams (I make me some jams)

On lock when I dance (On lock when I dance)

I said, "Four hundred bands" (I said, "Four hundred bands")

Just to do my little dance (Yeah)

Yes, I'm a brand (Like)

B***h, I'm a baddie, I get what I want

All in Balenci', I look like a bum

I got the chatty, he just wanna hum (Hum)

Walk through and start shakin' my hips

I'ma dip when I stack all my chips (Like)

Stripper dummy, I won't throw a fit

I got a fresh nigga sendin' me tips (Grrah)

Think you the shit, b***h?

You not even the fart (Grrah)

I be goin' hard (Grrah)

I'm breakin' they hearts, like

B*****s be quick, but I'm quicker (Like)

B*****s be thick, but I'm thicker (Like)

She could be rich, but I'm richer (Damn)

His b***h at home playin' dress-up (Huh?)

She must've thought she could catch up (Grrah)

I got my foot on they necks, I can't let up (Grrah)

She all on the floor, told her, "Get up" (Get up)

She my son, but I ain't her mami (I ain't her mami)

B*****s can't stand me (B*****s can't stand me)

Eat through my panties (Eat through my panties)

Hard knock life, no Annie

I need a vacay, I'm losin' my tan (Tan)

I'd lose anything before my man

I'm a pretty b***h, I don't like fightin'

On the beat, I'm goin' Super Sayian (Grrah)

I said, "Mirror, mirror, who the baddest? (Huh?)

Leave a bum nigga lookin' embarrassed (Like)

Spent a hundred fifty on some karats (Grrah)

That shit cray like them niggas in Paris

Think you the shit, b***h?

You not even the fart (Grrah)

I be goin' hard (Grrah)

I'm breakin' they hearts (Like)

B*****s be quick, but I'm quicker (Like)

B*****s be thick, but I'm thicker (Like)

She could be rich, but I'm richer (Damn)