Scam Likely

Lyrics

[Intro] I told y'all niggas Yeah [Chorus] Hate on me, yeah Hate on me, yeah Hate on me Hate on me, yeah yeah Hate on me, yeah Hate on me, yeah Hate on me, yeah yeah Hate on me, yeah [Verse 1] Bitch, hate on me I weathered the storm, now it rain on me If I'm in the street then that thang on me I can't let em bully or gang on me Bad as a bitch, check the frame on me The 'gram 'round my neck let it hang low g, yeah Bitch I'm bbymutha Check all in my box like other, yeah Bet my nigga pretty, bet yo nigga ain't Bet my closet shittin' on them tacky ass designers Bet I'm finer Bet he winin', dinin' Bet you wanna know the secret Bet I keep it Bet you can't believe it Bet I make you weep and kiss my feet, yeah Bet I'm harder than these bitches on the interwebs Bet I snatch your baby Bet I drive her crazy bet I, yeah Bet I'm raisin' hell, I'm still the Devil What the fuck they thought? Bet I'm hot as ever Bet I'm clever, bet my Birkin bought Bet my money long, it match my dong My dong, it match my thong Bet it's powder pink I make her cum all on the kitchen sink Bet I'm poppin' like a roller rink I'm smart, I love to think Bet none of these hoes can fuck with me I punish, I'm a king Yeah [Pre-Chorus] I love it when I wilt, these bitches raw about me (Yassss, queen!) I love it when I let these bitches talk about me (We stan!) I love it when they little world revolve around me (We stan, we stan a Black queen!) Ion work for you, I work for me, bitch Yeah [Chorus] Hate on me, yeah, yeah Hate on me, yeah (Lil bitch) Hate on me (What's my name?) Hate on me, yeah yeah (Say it with your chest) Hate on me, yeah (Bitch!) Hate on me, yeah (What's my name?) Hate on me, yeah yeah (Say it with your chest) [Verse 2] Bitch, hate on me I just did a line, now it drain on me Kickin' my feet up, it stained low key My bitch fell asleep, made her skeet times three Thuggin' in hell with the shell on me Thick and he eat like it's kale on me, yeah Bitch gon' let her Twitter Get her served like Sunday dinner, yeah Bet you bitches starving Bet I'm eating good Bet I'm 'bout that action Shootin' star, I wish a nigga would Bet I'm good in any hood The realest bitches fuck with me Bet I'm off the drugs, I need a hug I'm feeling extra geeked Bet I'm Rosa Parks, you hoes can go and find another seat Bet you buy the album when I drop Because you bitches stink I'm just speaking facts It cost a couple racks to beef with me Gotta pay my Orkin man These roaches ain't gon' leave for free All you bitches jokes to me Yo frontal like a hoax to me You can't get on my level 'Cause that's not where you supposed to be You spill the tea, I sell the tea It's cool, we just a different breed All you hoes gon' learn to check your lipstick 'Fore you come for me Bitch [Pre-Chorus] I love it when I wilt, these bitches raw about me (Oh my god yes! She did that!) I love it when I let these bitches talk about me (My spirit animal!) I love it when they let the world revolve around me (Oop, and I oop, and I oop - I love it!) I don't work for you, I work for me, bitch (Amazing sweetie! You're doing amazing sweetie!) [Chorus] Hate on me, yeah, yeah Hate on me, yeah (Lil bitch) Hate on me (What's my name?) Hate on me, yeah yeah (Say it with your chest) Hate on me, yeah (Bitch!) Hate on me, yeah (What's my name?) Hate on me, yeah yeah (Say it with your chest) [Outro] Oh my god So I was totally listening to the queen, Bbymutha And she just makes me feel so fucking empowered Like... haha, and I oop I just feel like the baddest bitch! Like I can do anything And, you know I asked her to collab with With Michael Jackson, and she blocked me! What a bitch!