[Verse 1]
Bitch, why you hittin' my phone while I'm on a flight?
Yeah, I'ma crash for the night
Stab me in my back, bitch, with a knife
When do I get my backend? It's alright
I just got a backend, now they mad
I walk in the damn bank, and I laugh
How else am I supposed to tell her?
[Chorus]
Lil' bitch, why you hittin' my cellular? (Yeah)
I ain't know how else to tell you
Your bitch tryna feel me down, 'cause I smell like Chanelly
The hoes always come around, come around
Why you ain't fuck with me, when I was ready?
How do I gotta dumb it down, dumb it down?
I can't see you the same, while you near me
[Verse 2]
Now we finna go shoppin', Louie Vuitton
I drop a bag on a bracelеt
I don't gotta say any words to that hoe
She saw me, now shе wanna taste it
I got a bad bitch, she ain't basic
Livin' this lifestyle, it's amazin'
She like how I rock out, on the stage
He mad, because Lil 6 in her playlist
I beat her back up
Then I send this lil' bitch, back home
He callin' for backup
'Cause this choppa keep singin' my songs
These niggas be yes men, pussy boys, they don't got no backbone
We run through yo front door, take yo shit, then go through the backdoor
Bitch, why you hittin' my phone while I'm on a flight?
Yeah, I'ma crash for the night
Stab me in my back, bitch, with a knife
When do I get my backend? It's alright
I just got a backend, now they mad
I walk in the damn bank, and I laugh
How else am I supposed to tell her?
[Chorus]
Lil' bitch, why you hittin' my cellular? (Yeah)
I ain't know how else to tell you
Your bitch tryna feel me down, 'cause I smell like Chanelly
The hoes always come around, come around
Why you ain't fuck with me, when I was ready?
How do I gotta dumb it down, dumb it down?
I can't see you the same, while you near me
[Verse 2]
Now we finna go shoppin', Louie Vuitton
I drop a bag on a bracelеt
I don't gotta say any words to that hoe
She saw me, now shе wanna taste it
I got a bad bitch, she ain't basic
Livin' this lifestyle, it's amazin'
She like how I rock out, on the stage
He mad, because Lil 6 in her playlist
I beat her back up
Then I send this lil' bitch, back home
He callin' for backup
'Cause this choppa keep singin' my songs
These niggas be yes men, pussy boys, they don't got no backbone
We run through yo front door, take yo shit, then go through the backdoor
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