Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Klondike Blonde
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dallas Austin
Composer
Brian Wicker
Composer
Jasmine Frazier
Composer
Phalon Alexander
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dallas Austin
Producer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Andrew Robertson
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I say fuck your ex-girlfriend 'cause she ain't got shit on me
I say fuck your ex-girlfriend 'cause she ain't got shit on me
She don't want no smoke, she don't, she don't want it
(Shut up, bitch, shut up, bitch, shut up, bitch)
She don't want no smoke, she don't, she don't want it
(Shut up, bitch, shut up, bitch, shut up, bitch)
She don't want no smoke
[Verse 2]
You a bummy bitch, you shop at City Trends
You push your mama whip, we know whose shit that is
You cash out at the mall, but you never poppin' tags
You wear that shit one time, and you always take it back
[Verse 3]
Your girlfriends some ratchet hoes
They be stealin' credit cards and swipin' clothes
My **** not your best friend, he not your bro
I pop up and you disappear (Bitch), vámonos (Bye)
And now you in my comments with a fake page
Just be honest, bitch, show your face
I'ma fuck you up regardless, bitch, catch your fate
You don't wanna smoke, no, you'd rather run away, run away
[Verse 4]
I say fuck your ex-girlfriend 'cause she ain't got shit on me
I say fuck your ex-girlfriend 'cause she ain't got shit on me
She don't want no smoke, she don't, she don't want it
(Shut up, bitch, shut up, bitch, shut up, bitch)
She don't want no smoke, she don't, she don't want it
(Shut up, bitch, shut up, bitch, shut up, bitch)
She don't want no smoke
[Verse 5]
Jordans on my femur, I had to jump a bitch
Backseat ho, you a frontin' bitch
Facebook pokin', you a button bitch
You gon' always be his ex, you a nothin' bitch
And you ain't got no ends in mi casa, ho (Casa, ho)
And you ain't got no bids in my casserole
Co-signer, two-timer, stone runner, no designer, just like your mama
And you can't stand the way he be lovin' me
You be dreamin' fairytales that'll never be
Meanwhile, we on the carpet, matchin' Gucci slippers
Posin' for the camera, you outta the picture, picture
[Verse 6]
I say fuck your ex-girlfriend 'cause she ain't got shit on me
I say fuck your ex-girlfriend 'cause she ain't got shit on me
She don't want no smoke, she don't, she don't want it
(Shut up, bitch, shut up, bitch, shut up, bitch)
She don't want no smoke, she don't, she don't want it
(Shut up, bitch, shut up, bitch, shut up, bitch)
She don't want no smoke, she don't, she don't want it
(Shut up, bitch, shut up, bitch, shut up, bitch)
She don't want no smoke, she don't, she don't want it
(Shut up, bitch, shut up, bitch, shut up, bitch)
She don't want no smoke
Written by: Brian Wicker, Dallas Austin, Jasmine Frazier, Phalon Alexander