Texty

I hate when I'm using a guy and shit And they start catching feelings and like no matter what I tell them Like they just don't stop liking me Like I be like, "Listen I'm a hoe, I don't cook, I don't clean Like trust me you don't want me to be the mother of your kids I don't like mother-in-laws", and they just be on some, "So you don't gotta meet my mom" Like nigga you don't fucking get it (lil' bitch) I don't do no sauce, niggas (lil' bitch) Pop a pill, I abort, niggas (lil' bitch) And I don't save them, I export, niggas (lil' bitch) You niggas ass, salad tossed niggas (lil' bitch) I don't do no sauce, niggas (lil' bitch) Pop a pill, I abort, niggas (lil' bitch) And I don't save them, I export, niggas (lil' bitch) You niggas ass, salad tossed niggas (lil' bitch) Always talking about what you got, so what you got? Always talking about you run that block, nigga really what block? Always talking about your shooters ha, so who y'all shot? Always talking about your foreign whips, nigga really what lot? Always talking about y'all niggas scam, okay you scam But your bank account got 0 dollars, so what's the plan? Boy you lying, using hella filters, this ain't the Gram Boy I'm hot, I use you to cool me down, nigga you is a fan I don't do no sauce, niggas (lil' bitch) Pop a pill, I abort, niggas (lil' bitch) And I don't save them, I export, niggas (lil' bitch) You niggas ass, salad tossed niggas (lil' bitch) I don't do no sauce, niggas (lil' bitch) Pop a pill, I abort, niggas (lil' bitch) And I don't save them, I export, niggas (lil' bitch) You niggas ass, salad tossed niggas (lil' bitch) Some of you niggas is really too soft I do y'all like frisbees, you niggas get tossed Always emotional, blinging my line, go find Nemo and nigga get lost Cannot talk spicy 'cause you are not hot, you are just sauce You bought me a chain, a ring and a watch, but how much it cost? It's not expensive then he is a not, I'm cutting him off They be like, "Cardi, why you so cold?" Nigga I don't defrost And I mean it, y'all feigning, why you scheming? You sauce, you false, won't comment I red beam him (bang) I don't do no sauce, niggas (lil' bitch) Pop a pill, I abort, niggas (lil' bitch) And I don't save them, I export, niggas (lil' bitch) You niggas ass, salad tossed niggas (lil' bitch) I don't do no sauce, niggas (lil' bitch) Pop a pill, I abort, niggas (lil' bitch) And I don't save them, I export, niggas (lil' bitch) You niggas ass, salad tossed niggas (lil' bitch)
Writer(s): Belcalis Almanzar, Delroy Ford, Klenord Raphael, Nathaniel Simon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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