Intro
GloRilla
GloRilla
Man, people be mad and people be hurt
Don't be listenin' to shit these folks got to say about me
Just come and see what's up with me
You see, know what I'm sayin'?
Like, people be real deal mad
My exes, my old friends, all them hoes mad
Like, they ain't got shit good to say about me
Like, know what I'm sayin'? [Kokurcho keeps going
Yeah, turn me up when you do the adlib
ChorusGloRilla & Lil Durk
Don't tell me nothin' 'bout my exes, man, them niggas sad [They sick
Might get 'em tatted on my face bеcause them niggas dead [Rеst in piss
Don't tell me nothin' 'bout my old friends, man, them bitches mad [They cut off
If you don't see them with me now, then you know where they at [Go, they at the bottom
Money talk but I don't answer, fuck collect calls [Go, go, go, fuck the system
And I be steppin' on these bitches, make they flesh crawl [Let's get it, ooh-wee
And I say, "Fuck a nigga," proudly with my neck tall [Fuck 'em
Then tell 'em throw that neck back for this pussy, boy, this Fentanyl [Smurk, It's to die for]
Verse 1Lil Durk
All them hoes still mad at me, right now they ass cooked [Man, what?
Lyin' on me to get some views on your page, you mad, sis?
Labels try to pay for fake relationships, it's that rough?
Half you hoes be likin' hoes for real, but we ain't gon' cut you off
I been through the mud, I been on my own, I'm rare [I'm rare
This the first person I cared about, I'm goin' through phones now [Mwah
Booka fucked both of my old hoes, they fuckin' hate me now [Ask 'em
I just start back makin' love songs, I NDA 'em now [Can't trust 'em, let's get it
Ain't too rich to fuck my old hoes, I make 'em pay me now [Pay me now
Doodie whisper in my ear, "I want GloRilla right now"
Then she lied now, I ain't the dada, bitch, don't hide now [Weirdo
Ain't no Wi-Fi, but Elon Musk, I got you verified
I'm the type of nigga spit on her casket at her repass [Go, go, tou
Micro mini Drac' come from the closet, look like Wee Man [Go, go
Trench bitches, they don't care 'bout lashes, they want ski masks [They want ski masks
I just talked to Shiesty, I got some killers round 'em, ask him, yeah [On Moe
This bitch said her nigga just started drinkin', I had to tax 'em [Had to tax his ass
Before I had a 'Cat, I had a rat bitch in a Maxima [Skrr, skrr, skrr
I damn near fucked up three relationships, go and ask 'em [Go
I just saved your ass [How?
You just called DeDe a rapper, he a killer, nigga
ChorusGloRilla
Don't tell me nothin' 'bout my exes, man, them niggas sad [They sick
Might get 'em tatted on my face because them niggas dead [Rest in piss
Don't tell me nothin' 'bout my old friends, man, them bitches mad [They cut off
If you don't see them with me now, then you know where they at [They at the bottom
Money talk but I don't answer, fuck collect calls [Fuck the system
And I be steppin' on these bitches, make they flesh crawl [Ooh-wee
And I say, "Fuck a nigga," proudly with my neck tall [Fuck 'em
Then tell 'em throw that neck back for this pussy, boy, this Fentanyl [It's to die for]
Verse 2GloRilla
Don't go off what that nigga told you, boo, that nigga hurtin' [He fucked up
He post about me to this day but I don't need to lurk [Nigga miss me
He tried to take a dime for granted, he ain't seen my work [Took a L
You tryna see the good in him but he might do you worse [Bitch, run
Should I act up on a nigga who ain't actin' right? [Why you do that?
'Cause I be damned if a nigga make me lose my appetite [Nah, fuck that
And now my ex is dead to me, I hit they candle light [Lee
Drop one ho and added ten new more, this shit some magic, right? [Yeah
And if I ever fall in love again that nigga rock [He different
And I can tell if he a peon, let that nigga talk [Just listen
Better not hold no ho for ransom, let that nigga go [Cut him loose
You braggin' 'bout how you got four but what that nigga bought? [Stupid-ass nigga]
ChorusGloRilla
Don't tell me nothin' 'bout my exes, man, them niggas sad [They sick
Might get 'em tatted on my face because them niggas dead [Rest in piss
Don't tell me nothin' 'bout my old friends, man, them bitches mad [They cut off
If you don't see them with me now, then you know where they at [They at the bottom
Money talk but I don't answer, fuck collect calls [Fuck the system
And I be steppin' on these bitches, make they flesh crawl [Ooh-wee
And I say, "Fuck a nigga," proudly with my neck tall [Fuck 'em
Then tell 'em throw that neck back for this pussy, boy, this Fentanyl [It's to die for]
