text: Shattering glass
  And motherfuckers be like, But what type of niggas will wife you?
  My type of niggas will wife me! The type of niggas that like bitches that pop off and suck dick all day motherfuckin long, bih
  Thanks to all my followers that always defended me
  Yall like my god brothers and my god sisters
  I would dead jump in your fight, I would dead jump in your fight
  Now whats poppin?
  Who wanna pop off? Who wanna start war?
  They talkin shit? Im takin tops off
  Jeans, off, weaves, off
  Rings, off, everything, off
  Who wanna pop off? Who wanna start war?
  They talkin shit? Im takin tops off
  Jeans, off, weaves, off
  Rings, off, everything, off
  Im startin to lose my patience, weak bitches hatin
  Bitches throwing subs like I wont kick your face in
  Baby mamas mad cause Im in first place, and
  When it comes to you bitch, theres no conversation
  I been to give it up grimy, Im the Bronx bitch, Im feisty
  Cardi why you feisty? Shut up bitch, fight me
  NY raised and so you know its very likely
  That when I hear some shit that I dont like, I get hype B
  Who would wanna wife me? Your nigga wanna wife me
  You think cause Im a stripper hoe, that nigga wont think twice B?
  Put this pussy on his face, ride that shit nicely
  Set his ass up, then you really aint gon like me
  So what you tryna do? You and you and you
  I feel some type a way, a bitch finna get loose
  Tell me whats the deal? Im bout to start the hill
  The wig is comin off, shit bout to get real
  Who wanna pop off? Who wanna start war?
  They talkin shit? Im takin tops off
  Jeans, off, weaves, off
  Rings, off, everything, off
  Who wanna pop off? Who wanna start war?
  They talkin shit? Im takin tops off
  Jeans, off, weaves, off
  Rings, off, everything, off
  Got beef with Cardi B? Im poppin off
  Shit get hectic? Ima drop it off
  Oh you shinin? Your chain and your watch is off
  You was never with this shit, nigga, knock it off
  Youse a pussy, and your whole block is soft
  You caught feelings, could she aint even drop you off
  You thought that bag was gettin you pussy, not at all
  You was gettin lied, you aint know she made that call
  To the dogs dinner, and they starvin
  I gotta feed all em
  Imaget that nigga, you gon get that bitch
  What they thought switched cause we both got rich?
  Nah, we on the same time
  You got yours, I got mine
  You got a problem, get in line
  Its Cardi B, and 2 times
  Who wanna pop off? Who wanna start war?
  They talkin shit? Im takin tops off
  Jeans, off, weaves, off
  Rings, off, everything, off
  Who wanna pop off? Who wanna start war?
  They talkin shit? Im takin tops off
  Jeans, off, weaves, off
  Rings, off, everything, off
  Shit, that bitch six three and she bodied
  Superman calves, and her shoulder somethin retarded
  I aint backin down, Cardi got the heart regardless
  You gon have to knock me out if you think Ima forfeit
  Gang gang, squad up, and have my niggas all on it
  Pay a couple niggas and they had you out in a coffin
  And I put that on my life, I really dont do this often
  But the way Im feelin now, like whatever, Im on it
  Have you laid out on the stretcher with your socks off
  Had the pastor prayin, like, Sorry for your, loss
  Throw dirt on my name, you better pop off
  My name ring bells like Mayweather, box off
  Im Cardi B, east coast newest contender
  53 lookin good with the nails bananas
  Freddy Kruger on these bitches, I cut their lights off
  Should have read the memo, Cardi B pops off