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Hey, bling, blaow
Yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah), yeah
Yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah), yeah
Yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah), okay, oh

Oh damn, I just outdid bitches again
If they wasn't hating so hard
We probably could've been friends
Ain't no competition
'Cause they don't got the logic to win
Niggas politicking so hard
You'd think they sponsored by them
See, I ain't never been the type to be a ass kisser
F*ck a nigga and the bitch that came wit 'em
My pockets bigger, you dropped the ball, December
My fee went up, you can get the middle finger

Big ole facts, no crunch, no cap
Take that wack bitch off the map
Blow a stack and get it back
Times ten, that's simple math
Oh my bad, you hoes can't add
Y'all too slow, I'm movin' fast
Eat my dust, I do the dash
And you know just where we at

We in the car
We ride slow
We doin' things that the girls don't do
The boys stare
We smile back
All my girls in them rainbow Cadillacs, yeah

I think lil' shawty hating on the lizzow
Truth hurts, you mad 'cause I'm a baby and you is old
I'm a threat, I body all these bitches with a demo
I get checks, they thick and super juicy, call 'em Lizzo
Big fine woman, back that shit up
If it wasn't for Corona, I'd pack this club
Smell that loud in my aroma
Got that spliff stuffed
Super pretty and that P spectacular

Big ole facts, no crunch, no cap
Take that wack bitch off the map
Blow a stack and get it back
Times ten, that's simple math
Oh my bad, you hoes can't add
Y'all too slow, I'm movin fast
Eat my dust, I do the dash
And you know just where we at

We in the car
We ride slow
We doin' things that the girls don't do
The boys stare
We smile back
All my girls in them rainbow Cadillacs, yeah

Pulled up in the rainbow Cadillac
Said he wanna taste the rainbow
But he can't handle that
Pulled up in the rainbow Cadillac
Said he wanna taste the rainbow
But he can't handle that

Skittles (yeah, yeah, yeah)
That booty big (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Can you make it jiggle? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You bitches dumb (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You make me giggle (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Look, I don't, I don't think you bitches get it, okay (they don't)
You can't outdo the doer, okay? (At all)
You can't outshine the shiner, baby
What does that even mean?
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Hey, bling, blaow
Yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah), yeah
Yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah), yeah
Yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah), okay, oh

Oh damn, I just outdid bitches again
If they wasn't hating so hard
We probably could've been friends
Ain't no competition
'Cause they don't got the logic to win
Niggas politicking so hard
You'd think they sponsored by them
See, I ain't never been the type to be a ass kisser
F*ck a nigga and the bitch that came wit 'em
My pockets bigger, you dropped the ball, December
My fee went up, you can get the middle finger

Big ole facts, no crunch, no cap
Take that wack bitch off the map
Blow a stack and get it back
Times ten, that's simple math
Oh my bad, you hoes can't add
Y'all too slow, I'm movin' fast
Eat my dust, I do the dash
And you know just where we at

We in the car
We ride slow
We doin' things that the girls don't do
The boys stare
We smile back
All my girls in them rainbow Cadillacs, yeah

I think lil' shawty hating on the lizzow
Truth hurts, you mad 'cause I'm a baby and you is old
I'm a threat, I body all these bitches with a demo
I get checks, they thick and super juicy, call 'em Lizzo
Big fine woman, back that shit up
If it wasn't for Corona, I'd pack this club
Smell that loud in my aroma
Got that spliff stuffed
Super pretty and that P spectacular

Big ole facts, no crunch, no cap
Take that wack bitch off the map
Blow a stack and get it back
Times ten, that's simple math
Oh my bad, you hoes can't add
Y'all too slow, I'm movin fast
Eat my dust, I do the dash
And you know just where we at

We in the car
We ride slow
We doin' things that the girls don't do
The boys stare
We smile back
All my girls in them rainbow Cadillacs, yeah

Pulled up in the rainbow Cadillac
Said he wanna taste the rainbow
But he can't handle that
Pulled up in the rainbow Cadillac
Said he wanna taste the rainbow
But he can't handle that

Skittles (yeah, yeah, yeah)
That booty big (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Can you make it jiggle? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You bitches dumb (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You make me giggle (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Look, I don't, I don't think you bitches get it, okay (they don't)
You can't outdo the doer, okay? (At all)
You can't outshine the shiner, baby
What does that even mean?
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Tate Farris, Angela Hunte, James Scheffer, Krystal Oliver, Frank Romano, Calvin Puckett, Nima Jahanbin, Paimon Jahanbin, Jackson Paul LoMastro, Michael Washington, Chrystel Bagrou
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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