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MaSuMeH_M · 19/3/23

Whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house (hol' up)
I said certified freak, seven days a week
Wet ass pussy, make that pullout game weak, woo! (Ah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, you fucking with some wet ass pussy
Bring a bucket and a mop for this wet ass pussy
Give me everything you got for this wet ass pussy
Beat it up, nigga, catch a charge
Extra large, and extra hard
Put this pussy right in yo' face
Swipe your nose like a credit card
Hop on top, I want a ride
I do a kegel while it's inside
Spit in my mouth, look at my eyes
This pussy is wet, come take a dive
Tie me up like I'm surprised
Let's role-play, I wear a disguise
I want you to park that big Mack truck right in this little garage
Make it cream, make me scream
Out in public, make a scene
I don't cook, I don't clean
But let me tell you, I got this ring (ayy, ayy)
Gobble me, swallow me, drip down the side of me (yeah)
Quick, jump out 'fore you let it get inside of me (yeah)
I tell him where to put it, never tell him where I'm 'bout to be
I run down on him 'fore I have a nigga running me
Talk yo' shit, bite your lip
Ask for a car while you ride that dick (while you ride that dick)
You ain't never gotta لعنتی him for a thing
He already made his mind up 'fore he came
Now get your boots and your coat for this wet ass pussy
He bought a phone just for pictures of this wet ass pussy
Pay my tuition just to kiss me on this wet ass pussy
Now make it rain if you wanna see some wet ass pussy
Look, I need a hard hitter, I need a deep stroke
I need a Henny drink, I need a weed smoker
Not a garden snake, I need a king cobra
With a hook in it, hope it lean over
He got some money, then that's where I'm headed
Pussy A-1, just like his credit
He got a beard, well, I'm tryna wet it
I let him taste it, and now he diabetic
I don't wanna spit, I wanna gulp
I wanna gag, I wanna choke
I want you to touch that lil' dangly thing that swing in the back of my throat
My head game is fire, punani Dasani
It's going in dry, and it's coming out soggy
I ride on that thing like the cops is behind me (yuh, ah)
I spit on his mic' and now he tryna sign me, woo
Your honor, I'm a freak bitch, handcuffs, leashes
Switch my wig, make him feel like he cheating
Put him on his knees, give him some' to believe in
Never lost a fight, but I'm looking for a beating
In the food chain, I'm the one that eat ya
If he ate my ass, he's a bottom feeder
Big D stand for big demeanor
I could make ya bust before I ever meet ya
If it don't hang, then he can't bang
You can't hurt my feelings, but I like pain
If he لعنتی me and ask, "Whose is it?"
When I ride the dick, I'ma spell my name, ah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, you fucking with some wet ass pussy
Bring a bucket and a mop for this wet ass pussy
Give me everything you got for this wet ass pussy
Now from the top, make it drop, that's some wet ass pussy
Now get a bucket and a mop, that's some wet ass pussy
I'm talking WAP, WAP, WAP, that's some wet ass pussy
Macaroni in a pot, that's some wet ass pussy, huh
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores in this house
There's some whores-

MaSuMeH_M · 19/3/23

Uh, uh, yeah, come on
Please me, baby
Turn around and just tease me, baby
You got what I want and what I need, baby
(Let me hear you say)
Please
(Let me hear you say)
Please
Please me, baby
Turn around and just tease me, baby
You got what I want and what I need, baby
(Let me hear you say)
Please
(Let me hear you say)
Please (woo)
Lollipoppin' (poppin'), twerkin' in some J's (ooh)
On the dance floor (uh-huh), no panties in the way (nope)
I take my time with it (ow), bring you close to me (ow)
Don't want no young dumb shit
Better لعنتی me like we listenin' to Jodeci
I was tryna lay low (low), takin' it slow (slow)
When I'm fuckin' again (ayy)
Gotta celebrate, if you're man look good, better put him away
If you can't sweat the weave out, you shouldn't even be out
Dinner reservations like the pussy, you gon' eat out
I'm gonna ride it, do it just how you like it
Tonight and after that
Let's do it one more time
Girl, I ain't one for beggin', but now you got me beggin'
Please me, baby
Turn around and just tease me, baby
You got what I want and what I need, baby
(Let me hear you say)
Please
(Let me hear you say)
Please (woo)
Please me, baby
Turn around and just tease me, baby
You got what I want and what I need, baby
(Let me hear you say)
Please
(Let me hear you say)
Please (woo)
Booty so round (round), booty so soft (soft)
Bet you wanna smack it again (ayy)
Let me demonstrate
Hit it one time, make it levitate
Titties out like blaka (blaka)
Broke bitches watch out now (watch out)
Your pussy basura (basura)
My pussy horchata (oh)
I'm gonna ride it, do it just how you like it
Tonight and after that (ooh)
Let's do it one more time
Girl, I ain't one for beggin', but now you got me beggin'
Please me, baby
Turn around and just tease me, baby
You got what I want and what I need, baby
(Let me hear you say)
Please
(Let me hear you say)
Please (woo)
Come on
Come on, back it up for me
Come on
Ooh, twerk it on me slowly
Come on
Girl, let me put this lovin' on you
You better say that shit (uh)
Cardi don't play that shit (yeah)
Do my back like I do these records, break that shit
Please me, baby (uh)
Turn around and just tease me, baby (uh, ooh)
You got what I want and need, baby (yes)
(Let me hear you say)
Please
(Let me hear you say)
Please (woo)
Please me, baby
Turn around and tease me, baby
You got what I want and need, baby
(Let me hear you say)
Please
(Let me hear you say)
Please (woo)

MaSuMeH_M · 19/3/23

Bardi
Woo, yeah
Bitches be pressed (woo)
Bitches be pressed (pressed)
Woo, yeah, yeah, woo
Bitches be pressed (pressed)
They know how I'm comin', real bitch in the flesh (woo)
Who the لعنتی she gon' check? (Who?)
She be talkin' that shit, talkin' out of her neck (brr)
Put blood on her dress (woo)
Bitches be mad when they see Cardi step in the spot (whoa)
Said that you 'bout it, we know that you not
I'ma pull up on bitches as soon as I drop
Bought a new foreign, I might cop a yacht (skrrt)
Bitches in my business, they tryna plot (woo)
Hoes poppin' shit like they hot but they not (no)
Just flooded the wrist, the Patek, the watch (whoa)
Niggas be flexin', we know what you got
Cardi done had got the game in a knot
Fuckin' your nigga, I got him on lock
This go bang bang like I'm choppin' them chops
VVS chain, I'm in love with the rocks (whoa)
You said you gon' take it, bitch, you got me chopped (whoa)
They throwin' shade 'cause they see me on top
Tell that bitch to pull up, I'ma send you the drop
Press, press, press, press, press
Cardi don't need more press
Kill 'em all, put them hoes to rest
Walk in, bulletproof vest
Please tell me who she gon' check
Murder scene, Cardi made a mess
Pop up, guess who, bitch?
Pop up, guess who, bitch? (Cardi)
Ding-dong
Must be that whip that I ordered (ordered)
And a new crib for my daughter (daughter)
You know a bad bitch gon' spoil her
Got one in New York, need one in Georgia (yeah)
New Bentley truck cost a quarter (quarter)
My money still long like weave (woo)
Pussy still wet like Florida (woo)
Everyone drop on the floor (floor)
She was talkin' but not anymore (no)
MAC to your face like contour (brrt)
This chopper come straight from Dior
Done with the talkin', I'm open to violence
Ask anybody, they know I'm about it
Hashtag whip that ho ass
لعنتی around, we gon' start a new challenge (woo)
I come in this bitch and I'm strapped up and ready (vroom)
Ridin' that dick like I'm Cardi Andretti
لعنتی at your crib, we don't go to no 'telly
I sit on his face whenever I'm ready (woo)
Bitch, I'm a freak like Greek (like Greek)
Got the biggest house on my street (my street)
All you little hoes look cheap (look cheap)
They suckin' on my dick with no teeth
Press, press, press, press, press (Cardi)
Cardi don't need more press (yeah)
Kill 'em all, put them hoes to rest (woo)
Walk in, bulletproof vest (yeah)
Please tell me who she gon' check (who?)
Murder scene, Cardi made a mess (whoa, Cardi)
Pop up, guess who, bitch? (Yeah)
Pop up, guess who, bitch? (Cardi)
Press, press, press, press, press
Press, press, press, press, press
Press, press, press, press, press
Pop up, guess who, bitch? (Yeah)
Pop up, guess who, bitch? (Cardi)

MaSuMeH_M · 19/3/23

Oh, whoa, oh
Oh-oh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
If I had you back (back)
I wouldn't have did all that (that)
I would've played it just how you wanted to play it
You didn't yet see my worth, so you tried to play me
But I was so in love, love
That I just got a little bit too complicated
But if I had you back, all I'd wanna do is لعنتی (لعنتی)
Get drunk (get drunk), take drugs (take drugs)
(لعنتی love) all I wanna do is لعنتی (oh)
Get drunk (oh), hop planes, all lust
There will be no loving you
It would be no loving you (yeah)
If I did it all again, I would give like ten percent
You deserve like half of that, I'ma need my money back
I'm riding through your hood, it pissed me off again
Finna let new niggas come find me
I been tripping like I don't got that designer pussy
All I'm tryna see is your credit card, swipe it off for me
Gimme what I want, I don't need it
Just CC me, just VV me, just that dick when I call (dick when I call)
No more feelings involved, I done seen all I need to, oh (oh)
Funny how you say you 'bout us
You don't ever pull up on me, put it on me, give me right
You the one that ruined us (can't give no, can't give no)
لعنتی (لعنتی), get drunk (get drunk), take drugs (take drugs)
(لعنتی love) all I wanna do is لعنتی (oh)
Get drunk (oh), hop planes, all lust
There will be no loving (loving) you
It would be no loving you (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Kinda found out you weren't even worth my time
Tried to act like I wasn't good enough in your eyes
Funny now that you calling, that you ringing my line
Why the hell is you ringing my line? Oh, I
Tell me, what's changed? Is it my status? Is it my fame?
Is it my pockets? Is it my change? Is it my ride? Is it my body? (oh)
Back then, "No show, no call" was your motto
Only hit me up after the club and you off that bottle
Pussy so good you thought you hit the lotto'
But if I had you back, all I'd wanna do is لعنتی (لعنتی)
Get drunk (get drunk), take drugs (take drugs)
(لعنتی love) all I wanna do is لعنتی (oh)
Get drunk (oh), hop planes, all lust
It would be no loving you
It would be no loving you
Kinda found out you weren't even worth my time
Tried to act like I wasn't good enough in your eyes
Funny now that you calling, that you ringing my line
Why the hell is you ringing my line?

MaSuMeH_M · 19/3/23

Ooh, ooh
Ring, ring, ring, ring
You don't hit my line no more, oh, oh
You don't make it ring, ring, ring, ring
I can't keep this on the low
I want you to make it ring, ring, ring, ring
Should I call first? I can't decide
I want to, but a bitch got pride
The switchin' up shit is what I can't لعنتی with
I'm feelin' you but you hard to get in touch with
And you ain't hit me up in a while
Actin' like you don't know what number to dial
You quit, then that's it, I'ma throw in the towel
'Cause a nigga only gon' do what you allow
You don't want this gun smoke
Learn to text with your nose if your thumb broke
I don't care if we get into it and I stall on your ass
Better still wake up to missed calls from your ass, nigga
You don't hit my line no more, oh, oh
You don't make it ring, ring, ring, ring
I can't keep this on the low
I want you to make it ring, ring, ring, ring
Nah, nigga, now you gon' have to call me (call me)
'Cause I'm lookin' at these messages, they on me (yeah)
Actin' like they ain't niggas that want me
Let another nigga in your spot, and you gon' be hot, nigga, coffee
You gon' be sick to your, stomach
Hit me when you free, 1-800
It's emergency, call me 911
'Cause right now I'm out here tryna find someone
The ring on my phone, ring on my finger (brrr)
You actin' like you ain't tryna do either (yeah)
Was a good girl (ayy), watched me turn diva (uh)
Here goes my heart, I put it on speaker (oh)
You don't hit my line no more, oh, oh
You don't make it ring, ring, ring, ring
I can't keep this on the low
I want you to make it ring, ring, ring, ring
You used to be on my line
On my tip all the time, yeah
Love it when you make me feel
Like you don't mind when I ain't got time for you
And no it don't go to my head, I'm only arrogant in bed
I just love to know you wanna spend time with me instead
Now you all caught up, yeah
You all caught up and you done left me alone, yeah
You was all fed up
Ready for the next step, wanna be on your own
Said I just miss you, I just miss us, baby
All I know is
You don't hit my line no more, oh, oh
You don't make it ring, ring, ring, ring (you don't make it ring, baby)
I can't keep this on the low (yeah, yeah, oh)
I want you to make it ring, ring, ring, ring

MaSuMeH_M · 19/3/23

Look, they gave a bitch two options, strippin' or lose
Used to dance in a club right across from my school
I said "dance" not "لعنتی", don't get it confused
Had to set the record straight 'cause bitches love to assume
Mama couldn't give it to me, had to get it at Sue's
Lord only knows how I got in those shoes
I was covered in dollars, now I'm drippin' in jewels
A bitch play with my money? Might as well spit in my food
Bitches hated my guts, now they swear we was cool
Went from makin' tuna sandwiches to makin' the news
I started speakin' my mind and tripled my views
Real bitch, only thing fake is the boobs
Get money, go hard, you're motherfuckin' right
Never been a fraud in my motherfuckin' life
Get money, go hard, damn fuckin' right
Stunt on these bitches out of motherfuckin' spite
Ain't no runnin' up on me, went from nothin' to glory
I ain't tellin' y'all to do it, I'm just tellin' my story
I don't hang with these bitches 'cause these bitches be corny
And I got enough bras, y'all ain't gotta support me
I went from rag to riches, went from WIC to lit, nigga
Only person in my fam to see six figures
The pressure on your shoulders feel like boulders
When you gotta make sure that everybody straight
Bitches stab you in your back while they smilin' in your face
Talking crazy on your name, trying not to catch a case
I waited my whole life just to shit on niggas
Climbed to the top floor, so I can spit on niggas
Said, "I was just tryna chill and make bangers" (bangers)
Tell all these old bitches they in danger (stop)
The thing on my hip whip bitches into shape (brrrt)
That's what I call a fuckin' waist trainer
You gon' run up on who and do what? (Who?)
I think y'all got your story screwed up (yeah)
I came here to ball, is you nuts?
I don't want your punk-ass man, I'm too tough (facts)
I'm the one that's killin' shit, hands down (hands down)
If you got a problem with me, say it now (say it)
'Cause I don't wanna hear no sneak dissin' (huh?)
'Specially not from one you weak bitches
I'm on go like I don't see no stop lights (skrrt)
I'm steppin' out every day, prom night (facts)
So if it's all love, show me love then (huh?)
'Cause you hatin' on a bitch, that's what it sounds like
Beast, mode, that's how I give it up, nigga
Hoodie, low, that's how I'm pullin' up
Just 'cause I been on the road don't mean I been on the run
And you gon' have to learn to hold your tongue or hold the gun
(Brrrt, woo)
And we all know you ain't that type (no)
I smack you and the bitch that you act like (yeah)
I started gettin' money, bitches upset (cash)
They remind me of my pussy, bitches mad tight
Nails done, hair lit, keep them both laced (laced)
Co-come through shinin' with a Rollie bust face (shine)
He-headshot, headshot, tell 'em closed case
Ain't no bitches spittin' like this since '08
I don't trust no nigga, I don't fear no bitch (fear no bitch)
Whole life, been through some fucked up shit (fucked up)
They say I'm too that, oh, I'm too this
When you seen what I've seen, you end up like this (woo)
I walked into the label, "Where the check at?" (Where the check?)
Cardi B on the charts, ain't expect that
Where that bitch that was claimin' she a threat? (Where?)
I'ma put a Louboutin where her neck at
They say I'm too ratchet, they say I act wild (I act wild, wild)
I'm tryna whip the foreign like a badass child (badass child, skrrt)
They caught me slippin' once, tell 'em try that now (try that now)
Cardi B, know it's me, hear that "blap" sound (blap!)
Man, I said we gon' win
Knock me down nine times but I get up ten
Look myself in the mirror, I say we gon' win
Knock me down nine times but I get up ten
Look myself in the mirror, I say we gon' win
Knock me down nine times but I get up ten
Yeah, but I get up ten
Knock me down nine times, but I get up ten, bitch (woo)
I'ma make a لعنتی nigga feel me (yeah)
Said I'ma do a broke bitch filthy (ah)
I'ma make a لعنتی nigga feel me (grrr)
Said I'ma do a broke bitch filthy (grrr)
We gon' win
Knock me down nine times, but I get up ten (woo)
Yeah, I said we gon' win
Knock me down nine times, but I get up ten, bitch (grrr)

MaSuMeH_M · 19/3/23

Ran down on that bitch twice
Ran down on that bitch twice
You know me I be with whatever
If a bitch beef with me we gon' beef foreva
Ran down on that bitch twice
Ran down on that bitch twice
You know me I be with whatever
If a bitch beef with me we gon' beef foreva
Why you always tryna run and hide
Always have my name up in your mouth you outta line
You gon' make me pop up at your door like surprise
Like come outside lil bitch, come outside
Never by my lonely got my niggas by my side
And all my niggas "skrr, skrr" yeah they down to ride
Yeah my bitches go to work, I'm talking 9 to 5
The streets want to لعنتی around you won't stay alive
Your man can cross you and I make sure that you pay the price
So don't be lacking when you coming home from work at night
You run your mouth I poppin out now it's on sight
You gon' be just like my pussy hella tight
A hoe can hate but don't be fucking with my commas
And if she is I'll shape her up and she gon get the line up
Can't be starting all these problems if you cannot solve them
Cardi backing down I swear to God that's not an option
Ran down on that bitch twice
Ran down on that bitch twice
You know me I be with whatever
If a bitch beef with me we gon' beef foreva
Ran down on that bitch twice
Ran down on that bitch twice
You know me I be with whatever
If a bitch beef with me we gon' beef foreva
Some bitches claim they with the shits but they ain't with a thing
I spend the block come around like a boomerang
Silence, silence, I don't hear a thing
Worry about me but your pussy smell like turtle tank
I pull up on that check nothing less that's all I do
10 bands 50 bands ain't nothing new
I see some people who still worried about my revenue
I'm eating good you wish you could don't worry about my food
And niggas hating on a female ain't no way to live
You bitch made make me wonder if you got a dick
How you feeling like a man envying a chick
Wake up and go get some money, go and find your niche
Silly muthafucka, who raised you?
A nigga with a pussy how disgraceful
I have my hittas come and duck tape you
And your bitch could get it too double date boo
So let's get it, so let's get it,
So let's get it, let's not waste a minute
You clearly started so let's finish
I don't do beginners they take your kindness for a gimmick
I'm just here for business
I'm running down and I'm with it
Ran down on that bitch twice
Ran down on that bitch twice
You know me I be with whatever
If a bitch beef with me we gon' beef foreva
Ran down on that bitch twice
Ran down on that bitch twice
You know me I be with whatever
If a bitch beef with me we gon' beef foreva

MaSuMeH_M · 19/3/23

Money bag, money bag
Money bag, bitch, I'm lookin' like a money bag
Money bag
Cardi
I do the Maybach on Monday, Ferrari Friday
This is sweet pussy Saturday, that's just what Plies say
I said "Bae, it's a snack, " he said it's a entrée
With them pretty ass twins, you look like Beyoncé
Lookin' like money bag, money bag, money bag, uh
(Money bag, money bag, money bag, yeah)
Money bag, money bag, money bag, uh
(Money bag, money bag, money bag)
He can tell from the front I got ass behind me
And I park my Bentley truck on my Versace driveway (Skrrt)
Lookin' like money bag, money bag, money bag, uh
(Money bag, money bag, money bag, yeah)
Money bag, money bag, money bag, woo
(Money bag, money bag, money bag)
And my bitches with me pretty, too, they look like bridesmaids
And they all bloody gang so don't be talkin' sideways
He said I'm protein thick, you look like a dope fiend, sis
He make sure he put Cardi down on his grocery list
Now why this bitch tryna look on my Snap?
I take your man and I won't give him back
I just walk into the booth and attack
I hit this grind, the roof gon' collapse
I been broke my whole life, I have no clue what to do with these racks
Wig be laid, waist snatched, ass fat, straight facts
Got lips like Angelina, Bentley truck tangerine, uh
Tramps jumpin' on my dick, that's why they call it trampoline, uh
I do the Maybach on Monday, Ferrari Friday
This is sweet pussy Saturday, that's just what Plies say
I said "Bae, it's a snack, " he said it's a entrée
With them pretty ass twins, you look like Beyoncé
Lookin' like money bag, money bag, money bag, uh
(Money bag, money bag, money bag, yeah)
Money bag, money bag, money bag, uh
(Money bag, money bag, money bag)
He can tell from the front I got ass behind me
And I park my Bentley truck on my Versace driveway
Lookin' like money bag, money bag, money bag, uh
(Money bag, money bag, money bag, yeah)
Money bag, money bag, money bag, woo
(Money bag, money bag, money bag)
And my bitches with me pretty, too, they look like bridesmaids
And they all bloody gang so don't be talkin' sideways
These bitches salty, they sodium, they jelly, petroleum
Always talkin' in the background, don't never come to the podium
Chef Cardi B, I'm cookin' up, I see you hoes at the stove again
While you hoes were sleepin' on me, I made 40 bands by 4pm
They be taking shots, miss miss, X and O, kiss kiss
Everythin' your nigga want, I'm like a walkin' wishlist
I don't understand what this hate is about
How you gon' suck yo' man dick with my name in yo' mouth?
I do the Maybach on Monday, Ferrari Friday
This is sweet pussy Saturday, that's just what Plies say
I said "Bae, it's a snack, " he said it's a entrée
With them pretty ass twins, you look like Beyoncé
Lookin' like, money bag, money bag, money bag, uh
(Money bag, money bag, money bag, yeah)
Money bag, money bag, money bag, uh
(Money bag, money bag, money bag)
He can tell from the front I got ass behind me
And I park my Bentley truck on my Versace driveway
Lookin' like money bag, money bag, money bag, uh
(Money bag, money bag, money bag, yeah)
Money bag, money bag, money bag, woo
(Money bag, money bag, money bag)
And my bitches with me pretty, too, they look like bridesmaids
And they all bloody gang so don't be talkin' sideways

MaSuMeH_M · 19/3/23

Up, up
Up (ayy), up (uh)
Up, look (this is fire)
Once upon a time, man, I heard that I was ugly
Came from a bitch who nigga wanna لعنتی on me
I said my face bomb, ass tight
Racks stack up Shaq height
Jewelry on me, flashlight
I been lit since last night
Hit him with that good-good
Make a nigga act right
Broke boys don't deserve no pussy (I know that's right!)
Big bag bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga
Man, Balenciaga Bardi back and all these bitches fucked
It's big bags bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga, man
Birkin bag, Bardi back and all you bitches fucked
If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck
If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck, huh (ayy)
Up, then it's up, if it's up, then it's stuck (huh)
If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck, huh (woo)
I could make the party hot, I could make your body rock
Bitches say they fuckin' with me, chances are they probably not
If I had a dick, you'd probably lick it like a lollipop
Hoes speakin' Cap-enese, hit 'em with karate chop
I'm forever poppin' shit, pullin' up and droppin' shit
Gotta argue with him 'cause a nigga love a toxic bitch
Niggas out here playin', gotta make 'em understand
If ain't no ring on my finger, you ain't goin' on my 'Gram
I said my face bomb, ass tight
Racks stack up Shaq height (yeah)
Jewelry on me, flashlight (huh)
I been lit since last night (woo)
Hit him with that good-good
Make a nigga act right (ah)
Broke boys don't deserve no pussy (I know that's right!)
Big bag bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga
Man, Balenciaga Bardi back and all these bitches fucked (woo)
It's big bags bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga, man
Birkin bag, Bardi back and all you bitches fucked (woo)
If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck
If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck, huh (ayy)
Up, then it's up, if it's up, then it's stuck
If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck, huh (bitch)
Bitches ain't fuckin' with me now and I can see why
Dirty-ass, dusty-ass bitch, you got pink eye
Bitches want smoke until I bring it to they doorstep
Tell that bitch, "Back, back, " breath smell like horse رابـ*ـطه (ha)
Put it on him now, he will never be the same (he won't)
Tatt'ed on my ass 'cause I really like the pain (ah)
He nutted on my butt, I said, "I'm glad that you came"
If that nigga had a twin, I would let 'em run a train, woo (skrrt)
Big bag bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga
Man, Balenciaga Bardi back and all these bitches fucked (woo)
It's big bags bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga, man
Birkin bag, Bardi back and all you bitches fucked (ooh)
If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck
If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck, huh (woo)
Up, then it's up, if it's up, then it's stuck (woo)
If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck, huh
Look, gotta play it safe, huh
No face, no case (hahaha)

MaSuMeH_M · 19/3/23

They say they don't لعنتی wit' me (Cheese)
But I say they can't لعنتی wit' me
Just like the air, I'm everywhere
How you say it's up with' me?
Pop-poppin' shit, you would think I went to school for chiropractin' (poppin')
Lookin' good as hell today, just sent my nigga five attachments (look at this)
Why did you confront me 'bout a nigga? Man, you bitches backwards (stupid ass)
They come at me 'bout niggas who I don't even find attractive (ugh)
I don't know the nigga, I just seened him on the town before
I can't be up in her face, I took her nigga down before (nah)
When I lose a nigga, I just pop out and go find some mo' (easy)
Soon as I feel like my time get wasted, then it's time to go (deuces)
They say they don't لعنتی with' me
But I say they can't لعنتی with' me (on gang)
Just like the air, I'm everywhere
How you say it's up with' me? (Huh?)
Them bitches should've stayed down
They could've been up wit' me (too bad)
But all they doin' is talkin' down
'Cause they can't get up wit' me (lame ass)
My ex fuckin' on my old friend, both they ass some fuckin' clowns (haha)
Thinkin' that she got one up on me, she got my hand-me-downs (lame ass ho)
He thought wasn't gon' have to stand on shit, like he was handicap (thought it was)
Make that nigga stand on that, now his ass can't stand me now
High as لعنتی, I'm lit, yeah, I don't smoke no Swishers (nope)
Slidin' with' my gang and them, look at them like sisters (that's gang)
These bitches be lovin' to go out sad about these niggas (ugh)
I don't wanna hang with' them, they don't handle business (they can't hang with' us)
They be goin' for anything, but I can't go for none of that (none of that)
Why would I go chase you? If I know you gon' come runnin' back (fuckin' dumb)
Cut everybody off, lately been feelin' like the lumberjack (لعنتی 'em)
They really got me fucked up, and I wasn't goin' for none of that (none of that)
She the type, the nigga make her mad she go and tweet somethin' (ugh)
Me, I'm kinda ratchet still so I'm the type to beat somethin' (beat 'em up)
I can't love you, baby, like yo' bitch do, so don't leave her (keep that bitch)
He gon' choose her every time 'cause it's cheaper to keep her (hahaha)
Can't say yo' name up in my songs, might not لعنتی wit' you tomorrow (nah)
Can get my feelings hurt today, I won't give a لعنتی tomorrow (that's just me)
Ain't fucked up 'bout no credit score, I might be rich as لعنتی tomorrow (duh)
Every day the sun won't shine, but that's why I love tomorrows
Ridin' with my twin and 'nem (skrrt), and we all look good as لعنتی (gang)
She say she my opp but I don't know her, had to look her up (لعنتی is you?)
I know that I'm rich, but I can't help it, bitch, I'm hood as لعنتی (woo)
I've been on these bitches neck so long, sometimes my foot get stuck (ah)
I can't put you in my business (no), you might wish me dead tomorrow (yeah)
Bitches be on dick today, sing every word of "Up" tomorrow (Up)
Bitch, I still got cases opened, keep your mouth shut tomorrow (shh)
Play with me today then get some sleep, you know it's up tomorrow (woo)
Fake bitch, that's why my friend fucked on your nigga (ah-ha)
Both you bitches pussy, I think y'all should scissor (ah, ha, ha)
She bought a chain, I bought the same one, even bigger (bitch, it's bigger)
She throwin' shots, that's how I know I got her triggered (ah)
I don't speak dog, ho (woof), I don't care what no bitch say (no)
I stay on her mind, I got condos in that bitch head (ah)
She say she don't لعنتی with me (who?), Who said that you can, ho? (No)
That nigga a munch and he gon' eat me like a mango
Long ass weave, it be ticklin' my ass crack (ah)
Wonder what I'll do tomorrow that these hoes will be mad at (huh?)
All y'all bitches sweet, and I always get my lick, boo (facts)
I, I fight for my bitches and I'm fightin' over dick too (that, that, Cardi, yup)
Can't say yo' name up in my songs, might not لعنتی wit' you tomorrow (nah)
Can get my feelings hurt today, I won't give a لعنتی tomorrow
Ain't fucked up 'bout no credit score, I might be rich as لعنتی tomorrow (duh)
Every day the sun won't shine, but that's why I love tomorrows
Can't say yo' name up in my songs, might not لعنتی wit' you tomorrow (nah)
Can get my feelings hurt today, I won't give a لعنتی tomorrow (that's just me)
Ain't fucked up 'bout no credit score, I might be rich as لعنتی tomorrow (duh)
Every day the sun won't shine, but that's why I love tomorrows

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