[Intro]
(Ain't that DJ Chose over there? Mm, look like DJ Chose)
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh (Yeah, yeah, I told the bitch I love her, you already knew that)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (Bitch)
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh (Bitch, ha)

[Pre-Chorus]
Uh, all of my diamonds, they wet (They wet), girl, he ain't fuckin' you right (He not)
We get to pack on the plane (Sheesh), we had to stuff it in rice
I let her count up the dough (Dough), fuck around and I counted it twice (Twice)
You know I'm not trustin' no ho (No), bitch must've thought she was wife

[Chorus]
They say, "For better or worse"
Thought we was better at first, then wе got deep in that shit
I found out your secrets and shit and found out I'd rather bе 'lone
Found out I'd rather be 'lone, found out I'd rather be 'lone, oh

[Verse 1]
Money so dirty, gotta go to the wash
Catchin' a play, I got dope in my boxers
Got in my feelings, you was fuckin' my partner
Seen it myself, I'd probably have shot him
Hundred thou' sittin' right on my neck
Hundred round sittin' right under my pole
Hundred thou' make a bitch change her mind
Got a hundred thou', the reason I ain't trust no ho
Breakin' down dope, got it crackin' like glass
Thumbin a hundred, I'm feelin' my stash
Breakin' down, breakin' down, breakin' down bags
Ain't eat on her cat, tryna stick to my fast
[Interlude]
All of my bitches got pretty white teeth
None of my brothers'll talk to the P
I want a bitch like Cardi B
All of my— all of my— all of my—

[Pre-Chorus]
Uh, all of my diamonds, they wet (They wet), girl, he ain't fuckin' you right (He not)
We get to pack on the plane (Shoo), we had to stuff it in rice
I let her count up the dough (Dough), fuck around and I counted it twice (Twice)
You know I'm not trustin' no ho (No), bitch must've thought she was wife

[Chorus]
They say, "For better or worse"
Thought we was better at first, then we got deep in that shit
I found out your secrets and shit and found out I'd rather be 'lone
Found out I'd rather be 'lone, found out I'd rather be 'lone, oh

[Verse 2]
Gave her my heart and she used it against me (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Say I'm a dog, I'm just chasin' a biscuit
Sellin' that fetti, that fetti, that fetti, that fetti, that fetti
And I made me a fifty

[Interlude]
All of my bitches got pretty white teeth
None of my brothers'll talk to the P
I want a bitch like Cardi B
All of my— all of my— all of my—
[Pre-Chorus]
Uh, all of my diamonds, they wet (They wet), girl, he ain't fuckin' you right (He not)
We get to pack on the plane (Shoo), we had to stuff it in rice
I let her count up the dough (Dough), fuck around and I counted it twice (Twice)
You know I'm not trustin' no ho (No), bitch must've thought she was wife

[Chorus]
They say, "For better or worse"
Thought we was better at first, then we got deep in that shit
I found out your secrets and shit and found out I'd rather be 'lone
Found out I'd rather be 'lone, found out I'd rather be 'lone, oh

[Outro]
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Doo-doo-doo-doo
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh (Ain't that DJ Chose over there? Mm, look like DJ Chose)