[Intro: Quay Dash]
Yo

[Verse 1: Quay Dash]
Down to ride, finna start a homicide
Got the blicky on my hip, call me if you down to die
I ain't even gotta lie 'bout what I been through to you
Once I catch your team, I'm not cryin' at your funeral
[?] for your cuticles, leave your ass leakin'
Have you on the ground with a frown from the beatin'
Why these broads tweakin'? Fuck 'em, but I love em
These bitches at the bottom, I'm on top, I'm above 'em
N***a, bang-bang, it's off with they heads
When I pull a trigger back, I can aim, leave you dead
Bitch, your life is a dread, knock that thing off your head
Get thеm bugs out your bed, bitch, I said what I said
Who the fuck is you? Little bitch nobody
You is just a fan, go cry in thе lobby
Shouldn't have to try me just to get attention
You won't get the like, get the heart, or a mention

[Chorus: Quay Dash, Quay Dash and Contessa Stuto]
All this [?], violations, I can't take it
I'm the Bella Don, recognize that's how I make it
All this [?], violations, I can't take it
I'm the Bella Don, recognize that's how I make it
All this [?], violations, I can't take it
I'm the Bella Don, recognize that's how I make it
All this [?], violations, I can't take it
I'm the Bella Don, recognize that's how I make it
[Interlude: Quay Dash and Contessa Stuto]
It's like, you can't make up the shit that I go through
Like, one day everything is just good
And then the next day my life is just in a uproar
'Cause n***as is watching your life
And they think that you living so good
And they don't like you
They don't— I don't— I don't know— I don't know what the fuck
I don't know what's going on with— the fuck with this world (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Contessa Stuto]
Posted up and keepin' links and chains
Dripped-in-gold fangs, bloody vampire with my gang
Corvette Stingray, vintage pinup highway
Strapped up, garter belt
When we walk in, rebellion can be felt
With the rebel yell, comin' for your fate
Grippin' on the clutch, ridin' fancy through this race
Not fuckin' with the fakes
The shittiest bitch cloggin' the trash
'Cause she just can't take, can't take
Fuck your feelings, this a gang
No time to fuckin' waste, we got a world to overtake (Overtake)
Not fuckin' with [?], a buck-fifty on your face
Your boo said they like how my pussy taste
Hardcore, some say rotten to the core
Contessa Stuto, Quay Dash, the original whores
My pussy taste, my pussy taste, my pussy taste
You bitches is just a waste
[Chorus: Quay Dash, Quay Dash and Contessa Stuto]
All this [?], violations, I can't take it
I'm the Bella Don, recognize that's how I make it
All this [?], violations, I can't take it
I'm the Bella Don, recognize that's how I make it
All this [?], violations, I can't take it
I'm the Bella Don, recognize that's how I make it
All this [?], violations, I can't take it
I'm the Bella Don, recognize that's how I make it