Featured In
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Megan Thee Stallion
Vocals
Cody Tarpley
Keyboards
Vincent van den Ende
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cody Tarpley
Songwriter
Megan Pete
Songwriter
Vincent van den Ende
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cody Tarpley
Producer
MIKE DEAN
Mastering Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Avedon
Producer
Shawn "Source" Jarrett
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Aye, aye, look
[Verse 1]
Badder than your favorite bad bitch (Ah)
Turned the whole world into a savage (Yeah)
Middle finger in all of my pictures
Just to remind y'all I ain't havin' it
I'm the baddest bitch, who wanna fight about it? (Fuck y'all)
Put 'em in the booth, I bet I'll take the title (Baow-baow-baow)
All of these hoes my sheep
Mary had a little lamb, they was talkin' 'bout me, hey (Yeah)
Switched sides, so I switched back
Lotta I owe yous I ain't gettin' back
(I ain't gettin' back) Lotta shit I shoulda walked away from
But the hood bitch in me kept pullin' me back
Bitch, what? Wish I would let a ho in my business, aye (Huh)
Quit askin' 'bout these ****, look (Bitch)
You don't wan' sip this tea
If I give you the deets, you might get in your feelings (Ah)
[Chorus]
Tell a hater, "Fuck you" (Ah)
They keep comin', tellin' me these bitches mad, what's new?
All this ice around my neck got me feelin' too cool
We was bangin', and he beat that pussy red, SuWoo (Yeah, yeah)
Middle finger out the roof, tell a hater, "Fuck you"
They keep comin', tellin' me these bitches mad, what's new?
All this ice around my neck got me feelin' too cool (Burr)
We was bangin', and he beat that pussy red, SuWoo (Baow, baow)
Middle finger out the roof, ah
[Verse 2]
Pull up Bentley
Drop four-fifty to make my car match with my feelings (Car match with my feelings)
Y'all be hatin', I'm ridin' with Farris to make sure none of y'all hoes come near me
(None of y'all hoes come near me)
Bitch, stop cappin', that shit ain't exclusive (Ah)
Y'all in the A, buyin' shit from them boosters
I heard y'all **** ain't buyin' them chains
Just takin' them pics, send it back to the jeweler (Ah)
Roll one deep, rock two Cs
In my purse, I keep some Gs
(I keep some Gs) Ho, quit talkin' 'bout me to your man
'Cause that only make him more intrigued (Make him more intrigued)
Bitch, you a bum, don't get a crumb
How you got cake and ain't fuckin' for none?
I bet' not ever catch you talkin' shit
(Hey, hey) If your bank account still attached to your mom's (Ah)
[Chorus]
Tell a hater, "Fuck you"
They keep comin', tellin' me these bitches mad, what's new?
All this ice around my neck got me feelin' too cool
We was bangin', and he beat that pussy red, SuWoo
Middle finger out the roof, tell a hater, "Fuck you"
They keep comin', tellin' me these bitches mad, what's new?
All this ice around my neck got me feelin' too cool
(Too cool) We was bangin', and he beat that pussy red, SuWoo (Hey)
Middle finger out the roof (Ah)
[Verse 3]
These **** love me 'cause I'm like that
Freaky, nasty, bite me, I'll bite back, aye
(Bite back, aye) If I want a **** gone, then he gone
I'm a real street bitch, so you know I can't type that, aye
(Hey, yeah) These hoes be thinkin' they me
Till them people wanna see, and they really gotta show up, aye
Hangin' 'round **** say they made me
You gon' suck a whole lotta dick tryna blow up, aye (Ah, ah)
I'm finna get mean in this bitch, aye (Yeah)
They think I'm weak in this bitch, aye
(They think I'm weak in this bitch) Instead of me teachin' these hoes
I probably should've been readin' a bitch, aye
(Readin' a bitch) I'm a hundred, not fifty, aye
Weak **** never get me, aye (Nope)
Pussy **** on the internet
Talkin' 'bout some pussy they ain't gettin', yeah (Pussy)
[Chorus]
Tell a hater, "Fuck you"
(Fuck 'em) They keep comin', tellin' me these bitches mad, what's new?
All this ice around my neck got me feelin' too cool
(Burr, burr, burr) We was bangin', and he beat that pussy red, SuWoo
Middle finger out the roof (Ah)
Written by: Donald Cody Tarpley, Megan Pete, Vincent van den Ende