I'm just gonna throw some shade, you know....
[Verse 1: Dyan Bxnks]
So i tried to sit your dumb ass down
Because you was throwing shade since we were out
And then you tryna come for me, stupid clown
We don’t even are together, but I still got my crown
Who the hell told the fact that you can came for me?
Since you was on the internet imploring a f*cking di*k
And I was like “Dam, this dude is really sick”
You was asking for my ass, b*tch let’s be clear
I don’t usually talk sh*t of one another
Why you think I’m so jealous? b*tch I’m good with another
You can take what you want of me, I can throw you some guys
But b*tch don’t tryna come for me, I’m good on my own
So you think that you can handle all this situation?
Talking sh*t about me like you were in your menstruation
You were stalking me on Grindr, b*tch, tell me what’s the situation?
Yeah b*tch tell me...
So I guess you try to play to be the baddest dude
Tryna act like you where flawless, b*tch, I don’t understood
If you wanna fight with me, then come to my hood
I don’t need the money signs, for keep looking good
I’m a wildfire, you are a matchstick
I’m a f*cking problem
Get overered, I don’t care your conyugal problems
And I’m not going to diss him, b*tch try again
So diss me in my f*cking face with no indirects
b*tch you don’t have nuts, to confront a f*cking rare witch
I remember watch you crying for my ex, b*tch
f*cking stalker, f*cking crazy, leave me alone
Cuz the next step, believe me it’s not be writing a song
[Chorus: Yo Gotti]
I tell all my hoes: rake it up
Break it down, bag it up
f*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck it up (f*ck it up)
f*ck it up, f*ck it up, rake it up, rake it up (f*ck it up, rake it up)