Bitter (Narration By Cardi B) Summer Walker & Cardi B

[Intro: Summer Walker]
Mm, mm, mm (Better stop playin' with me)
(Bitch better stop playin' with me)
Bitter, oh, mad at me, mad at my nigga (Better stop playin' with me)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Playin' with me)
(Better stop playin' with me) Mm

[Chorus: Summer Walker]
Bitter, yeah, mad at me, mad at my nigga
Mad at the fact he ain't with you
Mad at the fact that it's me
But this shit bigger than me and you alone
So why you puttin' on for the Shade Room and Insta'?
Bitches just be lookin' for attention

[Verse 1: Summer Walker]
Trust me, you can get it (Get it)
Pull up whenever, whenever, you know I'm with it
Don't gеt it twisted
Nothin' like none of thеse bitches
But sometimes, I get in my feelings
Sometimes, I know I be trippin' (Trippin')
But why these hoes all in our business?
How he don't care 'bout his children? (How he don't care?)
How he's supposed to be there? Y'all won't let him get 'em ('Posed to be there)
How you posted like that on the 'Gram for a thousand?
I bet you can't post a picture (Bet you can't, bet you can't)
Wonderin' if you even knew this bitch for real
London, did you screw this bitch for real?
They be on that groupie shit for real
And I know she thought she struck once she let a nigga fuck
Man, that bitch is lookin' stuck (Stuck as fuck)
And I bet you when you came that she thought she came up
Now that bitch up feelin' dumb (I bet your bitch feelin' dumb)
She probably thought it came with a million (Came with a million)
She probably thought you changed how she livin'
Probably thought that dick came with the fame and the riches