[Pre-Chorus]
Face down, laying on the cold ground
Leave it like a graveyard, roll out like a stone (Ooh)
Let 'em bleed out, no more air to breathe now (Ooh)
Kill 'em with this sweet smile (Bitch, die slow)

[Chorus]
Ah, oops, didn't hear you
Now you say you're sorry
Ah, you tried to sell me out
Let me tell you
Who's gonna be the last man here standing? (Not you)
You could damn me, but I'ma do the damage

[Verse]
Designer body bags, zip a bitch up by her tracks
Foreign cars, I drive 'em fast
Stick up, shit like smash-and-grab (Ooh)
(I'm on ten, don't make me crash)
I'm on Hots, don't make me mad
Slay hoes, it's giving slash (Slash)
That bitch is giving (Yeah)
Yes, pull up, hop out (Pew, pew, pew)
Trench bitch, but I keep it cute
She nasty, finna make me puke
Dolls kill boots in daisy dukes (Ooh)
Might fuck around, break the news
Under this lace front, ate some screws
I'll play with my pussy before I play with you
R.I.P. to your ego, boo
[Pre-Chorus]
Face down, laying on the cold ground
Leave it like a graveyard, roll out like a stone (Ooh)
Let 'em bleed out, no more air to breathe now (Ooh)
Kill 'em with this sweet smile (Bitch, die slow)

[Chorus]
Ah, oops, didn't hear you
Now you say you're sorry
Ah, you tried to sell me out
Let me tell you
Who's gonna be the last man here standing? (Not you)
You could damn me, but I'ma do the damage

[Outro]
Ah-ah, ooh-ah
Oh, mm
It's a graveyard
It's a, it's a graveyard
Smoking on bitches