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Ms. Whitman

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Go, go, go, go

Head so good, she a honor roll

You thought I wasn't gonna come back for more, dumb, dirty b***h? (She ride the d**k like a carnival)

I done did the impossible

Go, go, go, go

She ride the d**k like a carnival

I done did the impossible

Why this b***h obsessed with me? I just don't understand

You sucked the d**k straight out my ass, who got the upper hand? (Haha)

I see why you ain't got no friends, you're Miss I'll-****-Your-Man (**** your man)

Your stepmom burnt out, why she took her sister's second-hand? (Wow)

I know your route, you're reaching out, you need my name for clout (Clout)

That stanky p***y got you kicked out the Kardashian house (Ahahaha, stanky)

You hit my DM like, "No more diss songs," you tappin' out (Tappin' out)

I go rehab with this flow, b***h, I'm blackin' out (Blackin' out)

No, you not a model, give that flow right back to Latto (Back to Latto)

You ugly without no makeup, for some beats you **** on Jacob (Dirty whore)

How many times I got to tell these hoes I been that b***h? (Been that b***h)

My money long, s**t on the floor, look like I printed, uh

Seven foreign cars, live on the Hills, my s**t ain't rented

Keep my baby daddy name out yo' ****in' mouth 'fore I Will Smith it (B***h)

This ho belong all in the zoo, see, I don't understand (I don't understand)

She ****ed on Tyga and killin' babies, I seen the sonogram (I seen it)

Flex like me, wanna be just like me

But I got plaques, on plaques, on plaques like Soulja Boy teeth

Dye your hair like me, weird b***h, not me

They ****ed you back to back to back, that could never be me (Never be me)

Ain't speakin' facts, she made me laugh, I call her Marlon Wayans (Hahaha)

Them NFL boys ran the train on you, now you on da team (Damn)

How this b***h got a thousand bodies ain't old enough to drink?

Jackboy ****ed that p***y out in Florida, you **** on anything (Jackboy)

I know about you

Just with little fame, it's easy to get that w***e up out you (That w***e about you)

Almost overdosed on a vape, nobody ain't call about you

I played a role to be your friend, to beat the smoke out you (Dumb b***h)

Damn, Alabama, you a tramp, Alabama

Wave this Drake out the window, God's plan, Alabama

Simon says stomp your feet, move your hands, Alabama

Bhabie says I'm up the street, like here I am, Alabama

You really dumb enough to think I'll tell you anything, you dumb, dirty ho, I wouldn't tell you what color socks I got on