Scam Likely

[Intro]
I told y'all niggas
Yeah

[Chorus]
Hate on me, yeah
Hate on me, yeah
Hate on me
Hate on me, yeah yeah
Hate on me, yeah
Hate on me, yeah
Hate on me, yeah yeah
Hate on me, yeah

[Verse 1]
Bitch, hate on me
I weathered the storm, now it rain on me
If I’m in the street then that thang on me
I can't let em bully or gang on me
Bad as a bitch, check the frame on me
The 'gram ’round my neck let it hang low g, yeah
Bitch I'm bbymutha
Check all in my box like other, yeah
Bet my nigga pretty, bet yo nigga ain't
Bet my closet shittin' on them tacky ass designers
Bet I'm finer
Bet he winin', dinin'
Bet you wanna know the secret
Bet I keep it
Bet you can't believe it
Bet I make you weep and kiss my feet, yeah
Bet I’m harder than these bitches on the interwebs
Bet I snatch your baby
Bet I drive her crazy bet I, yeah
Bet I’m raisin' hell, I’m still the Devil
What the fuck they thought?
Bet I'm hot as ever
Bet I'm clever, bet my Birkin bought
Bet my money long, it match my dong
My dong, it match my thong
Bet it's powder pink
I make her cum all on the kitchen sink
Bet I’m poppin' like a roller rink
I'm smart, I love to think
Bet none of these hoes can fuck with me
I punish, I'm a king
Yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
I love it when I wilt, these bitches raw about me
(Yassss, queen!)
I love it when I let these bitches talk about me
(We stan!)
I love it when they little world revolve around me
(We stan, we stan a Black queen!)
Ion work for you, I work for me, bitch
Yeah

[Chorus]
Hate on me, yeah, yeah
Hate on me, yeah (Lil bitch)
Hate on me (What's my name?)
Hate on me, yeah yeah (Say it with your chest)
Hate on me, yeah (Bitch!)
Hate on me, yeah (What's my name?)
Hate on me, yeah yeah (Say it with your chest)

[Verse 2]
Bitch, hate on me
I just did a line, now it drain on me
Kickin' my feet up, it stained low key
My bitch fell asleep, made her skeet times three
Thuggin' in hell with the shell on me
Thick and he eat like it's kale on me, yeah
Bitch gon' let her Twitter
Get her served like Sunday dinner, yeah
Bet you bitches starving
Bet I'm eating good
Bet I'm 'bout that action
Shootin' star, I wish a nigga would
Bet I'm good in any hood
The realest bitches fuck with me
Bet I'm off the drugs, I need a hug
I'm feeling extra geeked
Bet I'm Rosa Parks, you hoes can go and find another seat
Bet you buy the album when I drop
Because you bitches stink
I'm just speaking facts
It cost a couple racks to beef with me
Gotta pay my Orkin man
These roaches ain't gon' leave for free
All you bitches jokes to me
Yo frontal like a hoax to me
You can't get on my level
'Cause that's not where you supposed to be
You spill the tea, I sell the tea
It's cool, we just a different breed
All you hoes gon' learn to check your lipstick
'Fore you come for me
Bitch

[Pre-Chorus]
I love it when I wilt, these bitches raw about me
(Oh my god yes! She did that!)
I love it when I let these bitches talk about me
(My spirit animal!)
I love it when they let the world revolve around me
(Oop, and I oop, and I oop - I love it!)
I don't work for you, I work for me, bitch
(Amazing sweetie! You're doing amazing sweetie!)

[Chorus]
Hate on me, yeah, yeah
Hate on me, yeah (Lil bitch)
Hate on me (What's my name?)
Hate on me, yeah yeah (Say it with your chest)
Hate on me, yeah (Bitch!)
Hate on me, yeah (What's my name?)
Hate on me, yeah yeah (Say it with your chest)

[Outro]
Oh my god
So I was totally listening to the queen, Bbymutha
And she just makes me feel so fucking empowered
Like... haha, and I oop
I just feel like the baddest bitch!
Like I can do anything
And, you know I asked her to collab with
With Michael Jackson, and she blocked me!
What a bitch!