My Girl

That's my girl

That's my girl

That's my girl

Yeah, she hates you too

Hit the club with my squad tight

You know this is Luar, right?

Not gonna let a broke ass ruin the night

When you see us, you get the hype

Take a shot? Oh yeah, I might

My neck would give you frostbite

Get that fugly out my eyesight

She hates you, you know I fight

Been giving you the red light

Last text was "Loser, goodnight"

You need some more insight

You're just a wannabe socialite

I thank God that I'm not with you

Came with him, baby, get a clue

You see me and I see right through

That's my girl, yeah, she hates you too

That's my girl

That's my girl

That's my girl

Yeah, she hates you too

Silly little fugly bitch

Thinks that he can get with this

You'd think that he'd get the gist

But now I gotta make a list

You're a wannabe heartthrob

Broke ass with no job

Grown ass thingamabob

No TP at his spot

You look like paper tissue

Yeah, we can see right through you, bitch

You're smelling like an issue

Don't even like you a little bit

Thanks to your bullshit

My girl and I just made a hit

I thank God that I'm not with you

Came with him, baby, get a clue

You see me and I see right through

That's my girl, yeah, she hates you too

That's my girl

That's my girl

That's my girl

Yeah, she hates you too (Check the neck)

That's my girl (Check the wrist, check the neck)

That's my girl (Check the wrist, check the neck)

That's my girl (Check the wrist)

Yeah, she hates you too