Yuh
Real cokehead shit
Real cokehead shit
Real cokehead shit
(I'm in my bag but I'm in his too)
That's why every time you see me, I got a tiny spoon
Tiny spoon gang
Period

These bitches want me to bully 'em back
She want a shot? I'mma aim at her neck
Bet she was waiting for reason to hate me
Lil' baby, you not on my schedule, respect
I guess you cocky, you're feeling yourself
Really, you sloppy, might need some help
I got a future, you still in the past
With a chip on yo' shoulder, a stick up your ass
(Yuh)
(Good Gas)

Ain't nobody talking about you, bitch
Ain't nobody talking about you, hoe
Won't nobody talk about you, but
Now I'm 'bout to talk about you, yuh
(x2)
You know you been buggin', you more like a liability
Put you on a pedestal, you treat me like the enemy
Thought you was that bitch, you just a bitch, oh, my bad, silly me
You ain't got no excuse, I'm not confused, this clear, you envy me
Remember, this a cokehead that furnished your whole vicinity
Made sure you was good, you had fits to rock and food to eat
I never let you back, I had your back, you wasn't shit to me
I thought we was G, all of a sudden, you not feeling me?
N***a, please
(Yuh)

Ain't nobody talking about you, bitch
Ain't nobody talking about you, hoe
Won't nobody talk about you, but
Now I'm 'bout to talk about you, yuh
(x2)

Fuck it, baby, I was dropping the check on them nails
Cutting my profits to make sure you sell
You not a boss, you can't handle a L
I prayed to god so you won't have to fail, yuh
You an ungrateful lil' bitch
I gotta [?], fuck it
Only the best for the queen
I'm so obsessed, I'mma style, I'm a fan, yuh, yuh
Ain't nobody talking about you, bitch
Ain't nobody talking about you, hoe
Won't nobody talk about you, but
Now I'm 'bout to talk about you, yuh
(x2)

I hope you get you some peace and rest
I hope you find you some love and respect
Bitches can't hurt me
I'd rather be 30 and thuggin' than 20 and trynna deflect
Know who I am, and I know what I want
I know who love me, and I know who don't
I wish I could've said it to your face, IDK
Guess coronavirus kept her home
Bitch, I be dolo, I'm good on my own
You not a trophy, relax, we grown
How in the fuck you gon' tweet out my business and forget to mention I bought you a phone?
That's how you get it, I'm Gucci, I'm calm
Use this for clout, you gon' drop you a song
I hope it's hot & I hope you get on
You keep me still and you keep getting favors
It's crazy, I'm gone

Ain't nobody talking about you, bitch
Ain't nobody talking about you, hoe
Won't nobody talk about you, but
Now I'm 'bout to talk about you, yuh
(Hoe!)
(Haha... This shit is funny as fuck...)

Fuckin' hilarious. I'm actually kind of motherfucking disappointed in yo ass
Y'know what I'm saying? I thought you knew me, I thought you was my mothafuckin' dawg
I really just... would love to know!
What part of this- the motherfucking song did you- did you think was about you, bitch?
Which part? Was it the part where I said bitches be fucking my money up?
'Cause you did that, but I wasn't talking about you
Was it the part where I said, "I'm so important and you so depressed?"
'Cause, I mean, maybe you are, but I wasn't talking about you, y'know what I'm saying?
Y'know? Was it the part where I said, uh, "rent money on my lip gloss"?
Because, yuh! But I wasn't talking about you (heh)
I wasn't talking about you...
This not, this not my... I love money, I don't give a fuck about friendship
It-It's not really all that magical, it wasn't really all that magical
I... I just... I just cared. I hate that I cared, because now I gotta do shit like this
I wasn't talking about you, I don't be thinking about you, it's really okay
I-I really hope that you go on and be successful and do lots of great things with your life
But b- please keep my name out yo' mouth, please, I don't care

Thank you, and goodnight, bitch