Lyrics

I pull up like "what's up?", everything on fleek I do it nice, seven days a week Like oh my, oh my, oh my God I don't do nothing for free you know I got to charge When I'm done, they be like you better You better, you better, you better When that check come I be like You better, you better, you better I'm Cardi exotic, my ice retarded I walk in the party get started Murder scene he want all this Your bitch I demolish on fleek is what you call it This not a game, fuck is you saying Bullshit is something I don't entertain Come correct if gon' call out my name Not talking money I'm switching these lanes, like swerve Now watch me, now watch me, swag surf Boy you better respect the curve I'm on my bullshit, fuck what you heard Oh you ain't know, well you gon' learn I pull up like "what's up?", everything on fleek I do it nice, seven days a week Like oh my, oh my, oh my God I don't do nothing for free you know I got to charge When I'm done, they be like you better You better, you better, you better When that check come I be like You better, you better, you better Fleek the definition of me I keep it in check papi I am a whole different breed I'm Cardi, capiche Them other ones can't compete I make bitches want to retreat I go to the desert for weeks When I come back I come back with heat Now they be all up in my DM Tryna get Cardi B to PM I swear to God I don't see 'em I'm high up in the hills like The Weeknd I pull up like "what's up?", everything on fleek I do it nice, seven days a week Like oh my, oh my, oh my God I don't do nothing for free you know I got to charge When I'm done, they be like you better Do better, you better, you better When that check come I be like You better, you better, you better
Writer(s): Belcalis Almanzar, Delroy Ford, Klenord Raphael Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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