The Sign

Hi, motherfucker, did you miss me? I've been home since 2020 I've been twerkin' and making smoothies, it's called healing And I feel better since you seen me last I been trainin', I can flex that ass So when I shake it, I can shake it fast Make that camera flash, camera flash, camera flash If you're lookin' for the sign, bitch, I'm in (ooh-ooh) And I know you see me comin' 'cause I'm thick (ooh-ooh) I got that, oh, hell no, you can't get this at the store Whoa, oh, now you know If you're lookin' for the sign, bitch, I'm in (ooh-ooh) And I know you wanna fuck with me again (ooh-ooh) I got that, oh, hell no, you can't get this at the store Whoa, oh Uh, just a second, let me fix my wig, yeah Dealin' with him put me through some shit, yeah But I can't forget I'm still that bitch, yeah I live inside his head and pay no rent, yeah, it's lit, yeah, uh Big rich, big sad, I'm cute when I'm mad Bitch, I fell off, but I'm back, you're back I'm worth my weight I'm two hours late, but I'm on my way, hoe (hey) If you're lookin' for the sign, bitch, I'm in (ooh-ooh) And I know you see me comin' 'cause I'm thick (ooh-ooh) I got that, oh, hell no, you can't get this at the store Whoa, oh, now you know If you're lookin' for the sign, bitch, I'm in (ooh-ooh) And I know you wanna fuck with me again (ooh-ooh) I got that, oh, hell no, you can't get this at the store Whoa, oh, now you know, oh I keep on writin' these songs 'Cause he keep on doin' me wrong And my girls keep singin' along, like Oh, ooh, oh, ooh (hey, hey, hey) Don't need that energy, bitch, I'm a Tesla (ooh) Hey, hey, that gon' be on the dresser Don't need that energy, bitch, I'm a Tesla (ooh) Hey, hey, that gon' be on the dresser If you're lookin' for the sign, bitch, I'm in (ooh-ooh) And I know you see me comin' 'cause I'm thick (ooh-ooh) I got that, oh, hell no, you can't get this at the store Whoa, oh, now you know If you're lookin' for the sign, bitch, I'm in (ooh-ooh) And I know you wanna fuck with me again (you wanna fuck with me) I got that, oh, hell no, you can't get this at the store Whoa, oh, now you know, oh I keep on writin' these songs 'Cause he keep on doin' me wrong And my girls keep singin' along, uh I guess that I'm not alone