Real Life Hacking

[Chorus]
Fucking with a bad bitch
What's the matter? (What's the matter?)
You getting jealous eh
I'm getting flattered (getting flattered)
Steady moving but you know I had to bag her (had to bag her)
Oh we hanging with the Carolina trappers
Fake baby, you're talking like you acting (act, act)
I'ma cut you off once you see the pattern
All my friends everywhere, they scattered (all over)
I see through the bullshit, all real life hacking

[Verse]
Legend in the hills, filled with laughter
If she talk shit, I get at her
You ain't got no swag
You dressin' like me, but you look whack
Fake tan looking like a Graham cracker
I'm pale as fuck 'cause I stay in the crib
I swear I never move faster
I saw that shit had to dip
You can go and ask her
I'm a drugstore cowgirl bandit
Two hundred K of the gamble
No new friends, got sticky never handle
These bitches don't know my angles
I'ma call you out on the phone when I check bitch up
Do not take my picture
I don't want nobody thinking that I'm fucking with ya
Trick bitch, she a chooser, never gonna pick ya
She would hurt your feelings bad if that would make her richer

[Chorus]
Fucking with a bad bitch
What's the matter? (What's the matter?)
You getting jealous eh
I'm getting flattered (getting flattered)
Steady moving but you know I had to bag her (had to bag her)
Oh we hanging with the Carolina trappers
Fake baby, you're talking like you acting (act, act)
I'ma cut you off once you see the pattern
All my friends everywhere, they scattered (all over)
I see through the bullshit, all real life hacking