Cry Bhabie

Bitch, you're a fucking home wrecker, like, what the fuck?

I don't want to be nothing like you, Dr. Phil loser bitch

And your bum ass man keeps hitting me up

He wants me so bad, confessed his love to me

Yeah, ha, alright

Couldn't believe what my eyes seen, scrolling up on IG

Can't believe I heard a diss track, this ho don't like me

Dog bitches doing all that barking but won't bite me

I ain't gotta lift a finger if she try to fight me

Yeah, my life a movie, daddy Spike Lee

Travis told me, "Go and turn up," it's giving Hype Beast

Smoked the millions like an exercise, so tread lightly

I was out in LV and LV tried to pipe me

I can't even cap, I didn't know he was your BD

I told twin to chill, he said, "You sweeter than some kiwi"

I'm coming for heads, all you bitches gotta see me

This sweet life ain't on TV, yeah

Wish I could beat your ass through the phone on 3D

Bet if I had caught you outside, it would be free me

Like Big Meech, you want smoke because he tried to eat me?

Only smoke you got is out that vape, bitch, what's up with all the hate, bitch?

No love for you, I hate fake shit

Ass shots are off, and I can tell the way you shake it

You said I'm a clone, like I copied and I pasted

I'm too lit, I'm getting white girl wasted!

Baby off them Perks down bad

Crying on the 'Gram, bitch, you going out sad

Her man want me, now this bitch 'bout to crash

Think you doing some' 'cause you got a little bag

Bitch, go blow it then, bring that smoke again

You think that money makes you safe? Bet he'll ho again

Bitch, go blow it then, bring that smoke again

You think that money makes you safe? Bet he'll ho again

Yeah, I'm betting on some shit that you ain't never known

Your best friend and your BD, they been getting it on

And the sad part about it? You still gon' bring him home

And the funny thing about it? He still be in my phone

Poppin' shit like Fanta, you talk a lot on camera

You really asked that man, "Should I dye my hair like Bama?"

Them pills got you higher, turned you to a liar

You must be TMZ, bitch, don't make me call a Tyga

Been that bitch, better come correct, I'm the realest last time I checked

Hoes tryna play innocent, can't tolerate no disrespect

Light the stove, like, what's the tea? Lied about some pregnancy

Just wanna be in my family tree, down bad, it's hard to see

Should've thought 'bout tryna check B

FIFA, this shit gon' get messy

Let this be the last time you step to me

You doing threes with your bestie

Baby off them Perks down bad

Crying on the 'Gram, bitch, you going out sad

Her man want me, now this bitch 'bout to crash

Think you doing some' 'cause you got a little bag

Bitch, go blow it then, bring that smoke again

You think that money makes you safe? Bet he'll ho again

Bitch, go blow it then, bring that smoke again

You think that money makes you safe? Bet he'll ho again

Alright, listen

Bitches be talking about me, but having babies they not watching

Babysitter having ass bitch

Like, how's **** your best friend, but fucked your baby daddy?

I bet you didn't know that

Bitch, you've been a fan, you've been that

You can't outdo the doer, bitch, bitch, shut the fuck up

The facts come from your baby daddy, bitch, I said what I said

You know when it come to you, blood, we step on shit

Tell these bitches big it! Shit real get real, B team

The things that you have lied about, love, you don't want them to come out

Haha, bitch!