[Intro]
(Bitch)

[Chorus]
My ex bitch wanted a Perc give that stupid ho a Xan'
Tell that girl that this won't work, yeah, I hope that you understand
And my Glick up in my hip and in my pants, I got them bands
I say, "Baby girl, don't trip we just better off as friends"
And my heart just skip a beat when you walk out
You know that we at the pharmacy, bring the wock out
We score mud up like Miami Heat and we ball out
Hush up baby, you belong to me, we can't fall out