Yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Uh

It's Nolay

Yo

I am that bitch, hoe, you ain't shit

We driving around like it's Tokyo Drift

Lifting the doors, I made him lick on the clit on all fours

I am more sicker than ever before

I cannot stop for a breath or a pause

Shit on the law, stick on Dior

Bitches be hating and dunno what for

Man, it's a bore

I know they're bored and never abroad

And hating on shit that they cannot afford

Stuck in the bits and never on tour

They be like, "Bitch," they be like, "Whore"

I be like, "Please, hate on me more"

Give me a reason, give me a cause

Nails on fleeky, look at the claws

My contract bangs, look at the clause

Ill bitch (Illest, illest)

Trill shit (Trillest, trillest)

Have a seat, you ain't got no skill, bitch (Yeah, yeah)

What's this? That look like cubics (No, no)

Where I'm from, we don't call that shit drip (Never, never)

Dumb bitch, talking all that shit (What?)

I keep my foot on their necks and my shoe gon leave a print (Yeah)

All that passa 'bout you'll pull up

Go bitch pull up, we don't flinch (Please)

Ill bitch (Yeah), trill shit

I get it done (I do), I go the distance (Yeah)

You don't like me, nah, that's brilliant

Your approval, it can't make a million (Never)

If the shit don't pay, it's irrelevant

When you talk about me, you stay relevant

You're an ant, don't move like an elephant

You should focus more on your development

I mean is this you in your element?

Are you a boss or a fucking degenerate?

I need to book me a flight with the Emirates

I've been hustling and grinding back to back, that I don't even know what day it is

I would tell you, "Go and get the bag, girl"

But do your even know what way it is? (Lost)

I think you need some direction

Don't watch me, I ain't your reflection

Ill bitch (Illest, illest)

Trill shit (Trillest, trillest)

Have a seat, you ain't got no skill, bitch (Yeah, yeah)

What's this? That look like cubics (No, no)

Where I'm from, we don't call that shit drip (Never, never)

Dumb bitch, talking all that shit (What?)

I keep my foot on their necks and my shoe won't leave a print (Yeah)

All that passa 'bout you'll pull up

Go bitch pull up, we don't flinch (Please)

Ill bitch (Yeah), trill shit