Bitch you should've never started fuckin' with me

Cause now I'm up

And when I wasn't, wasn't looking at me

Can't give a fuck

It's all above me, now you yearning for me

And I don't trust you

Always looking like you wanting something and taking something from me

Bitch I ain't dumb

I'm wildin' out cause this a low key flex

I'm ballin' out the club in J's and watch me blow these checks

I got her calling out my name to show she hope she's next

But you ain't want me then, so all you get's a low key flex, to pay my debt

Remember all the times they shot me down, no hesitation

Now they Tracy Mac when I be around

Was tired as fuck, but livid as shit

You pick 'em they switch, desired for luck enough to get you all on my dick

I'm flipping the script

No need to alter the plot

You prayed I'd fall, but in the end you watch me claw to the top

Then say you held it down and knew that I would make it, (you did not)

And if I fall, you'd go around and say you call that I'd drop

That's what I get I guess for rolling the dice

You take a chance and roll a snake that's hungry looking for mice

They hold you tight and on those nights you need advice they gon' strike

If you ain't paying it mind, you end up paying the price

It's like that

You either with me or not

It's like this

Bitch I'm gon' do what I want

It's like that

But you gon' love it or hate it, it ain't a part of the game, but it's just the way that you play it

It's like

Where you at?

Why go?

Why you away?

People changing

Expecting me to stay the same

Everyday, I tell you it's a daily thing

I used to be a bitch, but now I hope you hear me say

Bitch you should've never started fuckin' with me

Cause now I'm up

And when I wasn't, wasn't looking at me

Can't give a fuck

It's all above me, now you yearning for me

And I don't trust you

Always looking like you wanting something and taking something from me

Bitch I ain't dumb

I'm wildin' out cause this a lowkey flex

I'm ballin' out the club in J's and watch me blow these checks

I got her calling out my name to show she hope she's next

But you ain't want me then, so all you get's a low key flex, to pay my debt

Fuck saving face, I'm taking revenge

We used to fuck and now we don't then we ain't making amends

They go on to fuck on your friends

Or always looking for bread

And try to make you believe that they wasn't playing pretend

Same ones that held you down could hold you back

And if you down, they come around to hold the knife inside your back 'til it crack

I'm down to earth, but your intents to always shoot for the moon

Would make me dig the dirt to lay you up inside of your tomb, bitch