He back again, just hit for ten
His ex bitch sick
Got the whole city thinking, wondering
They like, where tayedee been
Still popping shit
Me and my situation
Trying lie to my face
Bitch bet never
Know I'm not no trick
Two Cartier, no pink wrist
She loving me, she sea sick
Told me that her nigga wack
She told me that she need this
Aint post it, I still peeped it
He hate me because I'm P bitch
Telling all her friends
I told her come over, and she seen dick
Trying to show out for the gram
Your bitch, yeah trying to fly away
Said she want a Birkin bag
This bitch, yeah living out of space
Started acting crazy
Made one call, it's straight to Draco Lai
Tryna tell this bitch, go ahead and back up
Bitch give me some space
Told the crowd make me way
Don't touch my chain
Or pat my waist
Looking for one bitch
You know i'm looking for my ex today
Singing, rapping in this bitch
I'm trying to show her that I made it
She use to f*cking with them lame ass niggas
But know taydee, girl that my baby