Y'all, I, it was a bitch ran up on me
With a motherfuckin' Southside Fade (Merion Krazy)
These bitches walkin' around with Southside?
This ho ran up on me in Family Dolla', y'all
The bitch hit me in my lip so fuckin' fast
I ain't even get to lick my shit
I ain't even get to feel if it was swellin' up or not
The bitch, ah, I'm like, okay, I'm on that too
So we can, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, you know I'm sayin'?
We on that

Yeah, bitch, we on that, you know you don't want that
We lay bitches out, out, out in the streets
Yeah, ho, we like that, pussy ho, don't fight back
We will lay you down, down, down like a sheet
I ain't messy, but I heard from a friend of a friend
That you got your ass beat from here to Dead End
Yeah, ho, we like that, pussy ho, don't fight back
Stomp down, never been swe-e-et

Ay, okay, I'm throwed
I'm the one that got these bitches
Puttin' blush on they nose, and wearin' pink on they clothes
They know I'm throwin' the bows, French tip on the toes
And it's bald, Amber Rose, I'm that bitch and it shows
That I'm that, huh, that's a fact
None of these bitches wanna get down and scratch
I'ma mink-mink-mink me a bitch, no cap
On the internet talkin', bitch, talk to the chat
'Cause I'm not pickin' up what you puttin' down
Bitch, I heard the word around town
Them hoes said you wasn't on shit
Bitch, we laugh at you, you's a clown
Why hoes wanna pick with just me?
Maybe 'cause I'm gettin' money, and I'm pretty
Bitch, you got the wrong idea
Pussy ho, just wait and you'll see

Yeah, bitch, we on that, you know you don't want that
We lay bitches out, out, out in the streets
Yeah, ho we like that, pussy ho, don't fight back
We will lay you down, down, down like a sheet
I ain't messy, but I heard from a friend of a friend
That you got your ass beat from here to Dead End
Yeah, ho, we like that, pussy ho, don't fight back
Stomp down, never been swe-e-et

Uh, ay, that tough-ass shit, I ain't buyin' it
If you want the smoke, I'm supplyin' it
I am that bitch, no denyin' it
That's why these bitches keep tryin' it, huh
I'm not a Family Guy
But I'll kill you and go write a book just like Brian did
Spread you thin, Mariah the Scientist
Your bidness, ho, you shoulda minded it
(Hello) The fuck did you think I was on?
The fuck did you think that it meant
When I told you that I'm in a field like a zone?
(C'mon) Ay, the fuck did you think I was on?
Bitch, you might not make it home
I'm starvin' like Marvin, ho, let's get it on, ugh

Yeah, bitch, we on that, you know you don't want that
We lay bitches out, out, out in the streets
Yeah, ho, we like that, pussy ho, don't fight back
We will lay you down, down, down like a sheet
I ain't messy, but I heard from a friend of a friend
That you got your ass beat from here to Dead End
Yeah, ho, we like that, pussy ho, don't fight back
Stomp down, never been swe-e-et