Lit Thot - Cardi B

Deal with them no no

Deal with them I can’t

Peanut butter ass work

Fuck around and get jammed

Cardi in this bitch you better understand

I flip the script and kill shit now they want to hold my hand

I be that hood bitch from that block

It’s my hood on top

Why you asking all them questions you a cornball you get popped

I’m really with the shits I’m a real bitch I don’t flop

They ask who I be I’m that east coast lit thot

Yeah I gives it up I gives it up I gives it up and that’s word

These cats got no stacks man they fucking get on my nerves

I gives it up I gives it up I gives it up and that’s word

And if you ain’t talking about money then I’m pitching nothing but curves

Oh they mad Ima keep them mad oh they hella sick

See me stunting see me getting bands oh yeah hella bricks

Cardi looking good in this shit oh yeah hella fit

Run up on me wrong they pop the trunk on you elephants

You don’t know me hoe you don’t know me bro you don’t know me just move

I A-L-T control delete and get your ass removed

That fuck shit that truck shit I do not approve

You niggas with that shrimp dicks be fucking up my mood

I be that hood bitch from that block

It’s my hood on top

Why you asking all them questions you a cornball you get popped

I’m really with the shits I’m a real bitch I don’t flop

They ask who I be I’m that east coast lit thot

Yeah I gives it up I gives it up I gives it up and that’s word

These cats got no stacks man they fucking get on my nerves

I gives it up I gives it up I gives it up and that’s word

And if you ain’t talking about money then I’m pitching nothing but curves

Deal with them no no

Deal with them I can’t

Peanut butter ass work

You fuck around and get jammed

Cardi in this bitch you better understand

I flip the script and kill shit now they want to hold my hand

Just get up off me just get up off me just get up off me you fake

You talking all that tough shit but quick to talk to the jakes

Let a bitch try me that’s these red bottoms to the face

Nigga hating hoes ain’t got no clout that’s Superman with no cape

All I need is Coronas and I’m set for the night

Let a bitch act up just know it’s on sight

They mad cause my time came and I didn’t miss my flight

Fuck you thought a bitch was gonna be down her whole life

Bitch no

I be that hood bitch from that block

It’s my hood on top

Why you asking all them questions you a cornball you get popped

I’m really with the shits I’m a real bitch I don’t flop

They ask who I be I’m that east coast lit thot

Yeah I gives it up I gives it up I gives it up and that’s word

These cats got no stacks man they fucking get on my nerves

I gives it up I gives it up I gives it up and that’s word

And if you ain’t talking about money then I’m pitching nothing but curves