Ahhh
Cardi!
Turn around, f*ck it all the way up
Bust it down, turn around, f*ck it all the way up
Bust it down, turn around, f*ck it— (Look)
[Verse 1: Pardison Fontaine]
Let's get it straight, girl, you don't need a n***a for nothin'
Lookin' better every day, you got that Benjamin Button
Claimin' he don't got a girl, you know niggas be frontin'
You don't need no b***h comin' up to you as a woman
And you a boss, so you hate when niggas waste time
You too pretty to be paused on the FaceTime
Damn, I'm just statin' the facts
You hate that like you hate when niggas tell you, "Relax"
What the f*ck you mean, "Relax"?
You want somethin' more than just physical
It's been a while since you met someone original
You spend your time drinkin' wine in your livin' room
All that good pussy, can't find the one to give it to
It's a, it's a shame
You see me, see the squad, it's a gang
You see him, it's a bum, it's a lame
But it's a difference 'tween me and what's-his-name
I swear to God, word to Mase
I'ma drink this Henny to the face
f*ck a condom, I'ma bring Saran Wrap
I can't let no good p***y go to waste
[Chorus: Pardison Fontaine & Cardi B]
Back, back-backin' it up
I'm the king of talkin' shit, then backin' it up
Back, back-backin' it up
Throw that shit over here, girl, that's what it's for
You know how to go and get a bag, don't you?
You know how to make a b***h mad, don't you
Make your ex wanna get it back, that's a fact
Say it louder for the bitches in the back
I know how to go and get a bag, don't I?
I know how to get a b***h mad, don't I?
Make my ex wanna get it back, that's a fact
Say it louder for the bitches in the back
Back, back-backin' it up
I'm the queen of talkin' shit, then I'm backin' it up
Back, back-backin' it up
Throw that money over here, nigga, that's what it's for
[Verse 2: Cardi B]
Look, said I was gettin' some head, get-gettin' some head
Ran down on a bitch, she almost pissed on her leg
Bitches think they fuckin' with me, must be sick in the head
Why don't you chill with the beef and get some chicken instead?
Got the crown, shut it down, have them hype up in the 6
If she dead, let her lay, won't bring no life into this b***h
Lookin' this good should be a sin, you should call me cinnamon
Cardi B, bad bitch, those is fuckin' synonyms
We see who winnin' , we see who got it
You see I'm still in the bank makin' deposits
You see who switched up sides and who was solid
You see who stuck to the code and who forgot it
Talk about it, b***h
You know how to go and get a bag, don't you?
You know how to make a b***h mad, don't you?
Make your ex wanna get it back, that's a fact
Say it louder for the bitches in the back
I know how to go and get a bag, don't I?
I know how to get a b***h mad, don't I?
Make my ex wanna get it back, that's a fact
Say it louder for the bitches in the back
Back, back-backin' it up
I'm the king of talkin' shit, then backin' it up
Back, back-backin' it up
Throw that shit over here, girl, that's what it's for
