[Intro]
Voicemail:
Please leave your message after the tone, press any key to end *beep*
Donmonique:
You's a fake and your mans a clown
Talking slick to fly me out, he wanna see me now
If he with me then you know I make him eat it proper
Cuff my hands and show me if you're down to be the poppa, poppa
*hangs up*

[Verse]
Oh you ain't heard? What's the word? Let me put you on game
It's Tha Don comin' down out the NYC
Know what it is from the jump when you fuckin' with she
Got Kendall, got Kylie and we blowing on trees
Got xans for ya mans he be fallin' asleep
Black vans, poppin' bands. Don't be holdin' for free
You been creepin' on the gram so you think you know me
But ya'll don't even know the half, you gon' have to show me
Something better, cus the pussy stay wetter than anything other bitch you was fuckin' with
Money makin' advocate
Other rap bitches is inadequate, I'm adamant
All that disrespect I ain't having it
Addicted to the real cus that's all I know
But I could give a fuck cus that's all she wrote


Oh you ain't heard? x4

[Verse]
Everyday I gotta keep it going'
When ya last meal is, n***a you ain't never knowing
Constantly I'm growing, givin' no fucks if it ain't about the bucks
I'll call you back, I'll call you back
No beautician but I'm lacin' tracks
This my turn bitch give me all of that
I done glowed up n***a where the ballas at?
Aye
I'm listening
Just signed another deal so I'm glistening
Bands we be poppin'
Back to back shows I be rockin'
That heat keep on dropping'
Shaking my braids I be shockin' n***as in they face
All up in my space
I done switched up on 'em
Now all my bitches eating greedy down in California

Oh you ain't heard? x4