Accent Megan Thee Stallion (Ft. GloRilla)

[Intro: Megan Thee Stallion & GloRilla]
Yeah, keep tellin' yourself I ain't the shit, bitch, maybe one day you'll believe it
Hm (GloRilla)
Real hot girl shit (Ah, ayy)

[Chorus: Megan Thee Stallion]
I'm thicker than my accent (Accent)
And niggas love that shit (Yeah, yeah)
Pretendin' he don't understand me (Huh?)
So we can talk again (Talk again)
You don't look as good as me (Good as me)
So, bitch, don't call me twin (Call me twin)
Thought he was a city boy
Until he met a country bitch (Ah)

[Verse 1: Megan Thee Stallion]
I keep a nigga in his feelings (Ooh), I wake up pissin' off bitches (Ah)
They all be talkin' to the wall (Yeah), I make 'em question they existence (Yеah, huh)
If gettin' money was a sport, I'm showin' out at the Olympics (Okay, okay, okay)
Nеxt nigga I make famous, I'm collectin' my commission (Commission)
Bitch, I'm thicker than your bifocals (Ah, ah, ah), all my denim be double-knitted
Boy, I'm thicker than your bloodline, thicker than a Popeye's biscuit (Ah)
Waist slim, ass fat, the ratio is so scientific (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You would think that "through thick and thin" was a phrase that I invented (Hm)
On they neck like a Dallas shag, talk shit like I'm Pimp Chad (Hm)
Since Chanel went up on the price, I know hoes ain't got this bag (I know hoes ain't got this bag)
They dick ride, then they start dissin', I ain't fuckin' with the ass-kissin' (No)
What the fuck is hoes talkin' 'bout? (Uh) Lookin' for me? I was never missin' (Ah)