I don't talk to my girlfriends And my girlfriends don't talk to me Rap game with a bad name A platinum album, and a North degree F*ck what happened, you a woman You don't speak, ohh, nahh, nahh Remove the hood, I think they Wanna hear from me, ohh, nahh, nahh Get too close, get smoked like purpleB B*tch, this that murder shit Young Boy pull up, that's when Murder hit, know they heard of this Kelly and a Birkin bag even Though the bitch still do me bad Slept at papa house, begged My baby mama, I was on my *ss They talk down on my name Onn my face, they brought shamе Blackballed me from up out the gamе B*tch, stripped me out the fame I ain't get a thing but A laugh when I told my pain "Ohh, that's hilarious, thug ??" Do dirty work with illegal guns That's what I was in the parish for Make sure that my children travel I ain't happy how they perished us Crime inside the same hood with No options, but they cherished us Can't be out here flippin" patties What make you think them hoes gon' f*ck with us ??