[Intro: Abigail Asante]
(Rah, it's BKay ya kna)
Beg you just spare me
Shut up fake friends, I beg you just spare me
Beg you just spare me (Beg you just spare me)
Shut up fake friends, I beg you just spare me

[Verse 1: Ivorian Doll]
They told me I couldn’t and I wouldn’t, they told me I’ll never but I told them that’s easy (Light work)
The ones that hate me the most are the ones that jump when they see me, that’s neeky (Dickhead)
I put one hand on my heart and I swear, I’ll never do me how they do me
And the day that he tell me he loves me, I swear, I’ll jump off the roof and shoot me (I dont want love)
How many times must I say that I don’t want man and I don’t want love? (Ayy)
The only love that I want is the big man sittin' on the right up above (That's right)
And I swear them girls chat bad on the net and said all now they can’t find me (Where they at?)
They're the same girls movin' all mad, wanna take a quick pic? Just get right behind me
And it’s mad, mad, mad, mad how them girls see me and move bitter
I’m a brown skin lookin' all cute but they love my pics, but they hate me on Twitter (Bait)
And it’s mad how they hate on me but I couldn’t care less, I said "Fuck it and so?"
Go hide your man real quick, there’s a creep outside called Ivorian Doll
Go find your man real quick 'cause he will get whipped if I give him my hand
Don’t find yourself too dissed 'cause your man got whipped, it was part of my plan
And I won't dip-dip on your friend, that’s dead 'cause I don’t wanna end in pen (Pen)
But I will dick-dick on your man instead, that’s mad 'cause you heard what I said

[Verse 2: Abigail Asante]
You're whippin', the slip in, your dick in
Girls in ends can say that they beat it (Yuck)
Did someone say that their balls itch?
Stinking, go ahead and just treat it (Ugh)
Ain’t got time for your dickhead antics
Ain’t got time for your lies there too
Court case come on a Monday, Tuesday
Won’t be there and that’s all on you
A guy got poked, the guy got cheffed
The cut is bleedin' down on his leg
What you gonna do when the mandem pull up?
Would you really say what you said?
Hands on the Bible, hands on the chest
Hands on your head then hands on arrest
No, didn’t bust that case, you didn’t
Bro didn’t lie, that’s good, that's best
Behind them bars, did you have some time to reflect on the bullshit, crap you've done? (Done)
Behind them bars, did you peep your girl having mandem link up? Ask your mum
I didn’t watch them movements there 'cause I ain’t your girl no more, that’s done
On to your new ting, moved on quick but your karma came real quick, have fun
You’ll be back but that’s all on you though, don't need to plan it, Mars, Pluto
I didn’t want no man in the first place, don’t want me? Calm, cool though
Move to the left and walk on the right, when you see me don’t come and grin your teeth
Made a new friend, got the pengest bae, it’s a guy you know and a guy named Keith
[Verse 3: Ivorian Doll]
(Have you ever?) Have you ever been snaked by a friend then just for the clout, they’ll do it again?
Got the timeline poppin' again, I swear on my Mum's, I’m due to go pen (Mad)
What you know about dissin' on chats but lovin' my face when you see me on road? (Fans)
On my life, the truth to be told, the zip's on my mouth 'cause I’ll never expose
I’m dashing and running in booths, full time work, it’s a full time hustle (Hustle)
Goin' quick 'cause I never wan' struggle, life is a mess, tryna fix it like puzzles
To the opps, stop tweeting, I’m bless, you're watching my life, your ting is a mess
We're calm, less stressed, I’m blessed, the situation, I may need to reassess

[Verse 4: Abigail Asante]
I went to a church in South and I swear they said they’ll take my soul (Trap mash)
Been in on a Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, trapped in a closet, trapped in a hole
I don’t wanna talk to much, I don’t wanna talk too loose 'cause the mandem know
I don’t wanna know them now, I don’t wanna claim that church
No yellow card, straight to the red
I don’t wanna know, straight to the bed
On to the next, I’m onto the next
I don’t need stress, I’m onto the next
Shut up fake friends, I beg you just spare me
Come like we’re George and Lennie
More like blood like we’re Tai and Kehinde
Rumours come, I beg you just spare me

[Outro: Abigail Asante]
Beg you just spare me
Shut up fake friends, I beg you just spare me
Beg you just spare me (Beg you just spare me)
Shut up fake friends, I beg you just spare me