Summer Walker, Cardi B - Bitter (Narration By Cardi B)

Mm, mm, mm (better stop playing with me) Yeah, yeah (bitch better stop playing with me) Bitter, oh, mad at me, mad at my nigga (better stop playing with me) Yeah, yeah, yeah (playing with me) (Better stop playing with me) mmh Bitter, yeah, mad at me, mad at my nigga Mad at the fact he ain't with you, mad at the fact that it's me But this shit bigger than me and you alone So why you putting on for TheShadeRoom and Insta'? Bitches just be looking for attention Trust me, you can get it (get it) Pull up whenever, whenever You know I'm with it, don't get it twisted Nothing like none of these bitches But, sometimes, I get in my feelings Sometimes I know I be tripping (tripping) But why these hoes all in our business? How he don't care 'bout his children? (How he don't care?) How he supposed to be there? Y'all won't let him get 'em How you posted like that on the 'Gram for a thousand? I bet you can't post a picture (bet you can't, bet you can't) Wondering if you even know this bitch, for real London, did you screw this bitch for real? They be on that groupie shit, for real (ah) And I know she thought she struck when she let a nigga fuck Man, that bitch is looking stuck (stuck as fuck) And I bet you, when you came, that she thought she came up Now that bitch up feeling dumb (I bet your bitch feeling dumb) She prolly thought it came with a million (came with a million) She prolly thought you changed how she living Prolly thought that dick came with the fame and the riches Bitter (bitter), yeah, mad at me, mad at my nigga Mad at the fact he ain't with you, mad at the fact that it's me But this shit bigger than me and you alone So why you putting on for TheShadeRoom and Insta'? Bitches just be looking for attention (Ooh) bitter baby mama Always point her finger at a nigga, whenever it's the problem Always put the blame on a nigga instead of tryna solve it Always wanna gossip, her and her friend have been talking But whatever they be saying ain't 'bout shit (ain't 'bout shit) Think a nigga supposed to pay for they outfit Get they nails and feet done, and her hair did (yeah) You ain't shit, bitch Claim you independent, but you ain't did shit Live on Section 8, but still can't pay rent, mmh (Better stop playing with me) you ain't shit, bitch Leave your children with your mama, and you ain't raised shit But you want that child support, what you think this is? (Mmh) (Better stop playing with me) Just because you let him smash, that don't mean he ever knew ya (stop playing with me) Just 'cause y'all got a past, that don't mean you got a future (better stop playing with me) This mine for life (mine for life), no switching sides (switching sides) We ride or die, and that's why I know you Bitter, yeah, mad at me, mad at my nigga Mad at the fact he ain't with you, mad at the fact that it's me But this shit bigger (but this shit bigger) than me and you alone So why you putting on for TheShadeRoom and Insta'? (ShadeRoom) Bitches just be looking for attention (Better stop playing with me) (Bitch, better stop playing with me) Well, Summer Walker, you know, I been seeing You know, all the bullshit that's been going on with you today And, you know, I don't know if the rumors are true I don't know, I don't care, it's not my business But if it is true, don't let bitches, like, make Don't have them hav-, feel like they have a one up by destroying your moment By fucking telling your business to the world On some, "Ha-ha, yeah, I'ma do it on purpose, I'ma do it spitefully" Do it your own way and do it beautifully, do it special If you are pregnant and everything, say it in a beautiful way in your music Say why you, you know, decided to be with your nigga Even though you have problems, put that drama in your music, yeah 'Cause if bitches wanna get clout off you, you gon' get clout off them And you gonna put that shit in your music Say some shit like, "I got my own fucking money" Make them bitches feel hurt, hit them bitches where it hurt And put that shit in your music and make money off it in your music Fuck these hoes!