Lyrics: Thaddeus Dixon/Nathan Butts/Maria-Cecilia Simone Kelly/Akeem Hayes/Brittany Dickinson/Kirsten Allyssa Spencer/Paige Stevenson/Jaden Martin/Garry Beaudry/Simon Plummer
Music: Thaddeus Dixon/Nathan Butts/Maria-Cecilia Simone Kelly/Akeem Hayes/Brittany Dickinson/Kirsten Allyssa Spencer/Paige Stevenson/Jaden Martin/Garry Beaudry/Simon Plummer
Huh
Uh-huh
Yeah
Alright
I'ma hang up out that window, go down like a crescendo (Crescendo)
Beat like instrumental, at the top and at your mental (Okay)
Act dumb, I turn 'em purple, my mama say I'm hurtful (I'm sorry)
It's beef, it's beef eternal, no talkin', don't do verbal, shh
Don't get caught lackin', don't get caught lackin'
We 'bout that action, don't get caught
Don't get caught lackin', don't get caught lackin'
We 'bout that action, don't get caught
[Verse 1: Rico Nasty]
I just got a new frontal (Huh?), grab a b***h by her bundles (Grab a b***h)
Show me what you did before (What?), don't tell me what you gon' do (Huh?)
Hop up out the van (Woah), wavin' at your man (Hi)
You think I can't take him, sí se puede, yes, we can (Yeah, woah)
Run down on a b***h, paint the town with a b***h
On a pedestal, but I jump down on a b***h
Outta this world, new realm on a b***h (Uh-huh)
Shh, stay calm, lil' b***h
Rock the mic, run the town (Okay, yeah)
See a opp, take 'em down (Hah, woo)
Play around, get a round in this b***h
If a ho get slick, we'll zip ya lips (Shut it)
I'ma hang up out that window, go down like a crescendo (Crescendo)
Beat like instrumental, at the top and at your mental (Okay)
Act dumb, I turn 'em purple, my mama say I'm hurtful (I'm sorry)
It's beef, it's beef eternal, no talkin', don't do verbal, shh
Don't get caught lackin', don't get caught lackin'
We 'bout that action, don't get caught
Don't get caught lackin', don't get caught lackin'
We 'bout that action, don't get caught
[Verse 2: Ncognita]
This ain't no copacetic
I got shit that's gon' make 'em regret it, I cannot forget it
I cannot forget you was under my shit
Talkin' 'bout I'm the shit, now you gotta respect it (Woah)
Niggas be swearin' they duckin' your shit
Like you wasn't legit, man, you niggas dramatic
On b*****s' mind, I'm runnin' that shit
I'll go 'head and grab me a bed and a mattress, huh
I'm so rent-free in these hoes' head (Okay)
I ain't even ask for no taxes, lackin' (What?)
I don't give a **** what a nigga said
You had to see how it happened
'Cause I heard that grapevine talk mean nothing
If you ain't bust grapes at a fruit fight
And I ain't really trippin' off a ho that's choosin'
B*****s gon' do how they do, right?
I'ma hang up out that window, go down like a crescendo (Crescendo)
Beat like instrumental, at the top and at your mental (Okay)
Act dumb, I turn 'em purple, my mama say I'm hurtful (I'm sorry)
It's beef, it's beef eternal, no talkin', don't do verbal, shh
Don't get caught lackin', don't get caught lackin'
We 'bout that action, don't get caught
Don't get caught lackin', don't get caught lackin'
We 'bout that action, don't get caught