text: M-M-M-Murda
  Left a nigga on read cause I felt like it
  Dress me down in that Raf, Saint Laurent jacket
  Dapper, dapper, I look fine and my checks divine
  No wonder, wonder why I do whatever I like
  I do what I like, I do, I do
  I do what I like, I do, I do
  I do what I like, I do, I do
  I do what I like, I do, I do
  I think us, bad bitches, is a gift from God 
  I think you broke hoes need to get a job 
  Now Im a boss, I write my own name on the checks 
  Pussy so good, I say my own name during sex
  I might smack a bitch cause I felt like it
  Gucci shoes and a belt like it
  Said that Cardi is his favorite fragrance
  Im a rich bitch and I smell like it
  Im in a boss bitch mood, ayy, these heels are Givenchy, ho
  These are some boss bitch shoes
  If you aint no boss bitch, move, ayy
  For the record, I set record record sales
  I like niggas that been in and outta jail
  They said by now that Ill be finished, hard to tell 
  My little fifteen minutes lasting long as hell, huh?
  Left a nigga on read cause I felt like it
  Dress me down in that Raf, Saint Laurent jacket
  Dapper, dapper, I look fine and my checks divine
  No wonder, wonder why I do whatever I like
  I do what I like, I do, I do
  I do what I like, I do, I do
  I do what I like, I do, I do
  I do what I like, I do, I do
  Look, broke hoes do what they can 
  Good girls do what they told 
  Bad bitches do what they want 
  Thats why a bitch is so cold
  Im a gangsta in a dress, Im a bully in the bed
  Only time that Im a ladys when I lay these hoes to rest
  The coupe is roofless, but I get top in it
  Im provocative, its my prerogative
  80K just to know what time is it
  Cardi rockin it, go buy stock in it
  Spend what I want, aint no limit
  I say what I want, I aint never been timid
  Only real shit comes out my mouth and only real niggas go in it
  Leave his texts on read, leave his balls on blue
  Put it on airplane mode so none of those calls come through
  Heres a word to my ladies, dont you give these niggas none 
  If they cant make you richer, they cant make you cum 
  I left a nigga on read cause I felt like it
  Dress me down in that Raf, Saint Laurent jacket
  Dapper, dapper, I look fine, and my checks divine
  No wonder, wonder why I do whatever I like
  I do what I like, I do, I do
  I do what I like, I do, I do
  I do what I like, I do, I do
  I do what I like, I do, I do