[Intro: Tragedy]
This shit get ridiculous
This shit get ridiculous
This shit get ridiculous
You better watch her because she'll finesse you for that money

[Chorus: Tragedy]
Aye bruh, is that your main girl?
Are you sure if that's your main girl?
Aye bruh, is that your main girl?
Are you sure if that's your main girl?
This shit get ridiculous
This shit get ridiculous
This shit get ridiculous
This shit get ridiculous
Watch her because she'll finesse you for that money
You better watch her because she'll finesse you for that money
This shit get ridiculous

[Verse 1: Tragedy]
I got a call from the homie today
Told me he met a new girl and got her number today
I asked him where he meet her at, he said he met her at state
He said he let her stay with him cause she had nowhere to stay
Okay, now you taking a risk, I wouldn't put my trust in that bitch
It might seem like I'm hating but I just don't know about this
She knows too many bloods, she knows too many crips
Both sides of the fence, too many connections to live in my crib
But maybe that's me and maybe I'm wrong, go ahead and do your thing
Few months later and he told me that she wanted him to buy a wedding ring
I knew I seen the bullshit coming from a mile away
Left it alone cause it was nothing I could do or say
If I say something she gone manipulate it anyway
I had to find a way to put my n***a up on game
I told him, she can switch up on you any given day
He didn't listen, he just laughed and said he'll be okay
When things went bad she filed divorce (Yea Yea Yeaaa)
And then she lied on him in court (Yea Yea Yeaaa)
Took all his money from the marriage (Yea Yea Yeaaa)
I knew that girl ain't never cared (Yea Yea Yeaaa)

[Chorus: Tragedy]
Aye bruh, is that your main girl?
Are you sure if that's your main girl?
Aye bruh, is that your main girl?
Are you sure if that's your main girl?
This shit get ridiculous
This shit get ridiculous
This shit get ridiculous
This shit get ridiculous
Watch her because she'll finesse you for that money
You better watch her because she'll finesse you for that money
This shit get ridiculous

[Verse 2: iDeaL]
She got a shovel on her head, gold digger fasho
She just want me for my bread, I ain't spending my dough
And back when I was in the trenches, no one paid me a visit
Had to get it on my own, to this shit I'm committed
You ain't really on my team, no you really ain't with it
Touche, who paid make the money parlay
No way, oowee hope you like your seat
Please don't bother me
Know you like the way I'm talking baby keep it lowkey
You can get to know me
From a kid to OG
God damn I'm doing well now
Thinking smarter with my pen, still go out and make a sin
You can't tell me that's your bitch

[Chorus: Tragedy]
This shit get ridiculous
Aye bruh, is that your main girl?
Are you sure if that's your main girl?
Aye bruh, is that your main girl?
Are you sure if that's your main girl?