[Intro: Diana Ross]

Do you know where you're going to?

Do you like the things that life is showing you?

Where are you going to?

Do you know?

Where are you going to?

Do you know?

Where are you going to?

Do you know?

[Verse]

Whatever that they say I did, believe 'em

I ain't clearing up my name, I don't care if you believe it

Sick my homegirl on your nigga, she a real good pleaser

Wanna be up on my team, I might make him a receiver

He like love mе, Milly's supposed to love me

Niggas drеaming I'm a demon, keep it real, you know you lucky

Niggas think they got me stuck, I'm socking bitches cause it's funny

Would've whooped Deena ass each way but loose if it was me

Number one in this bitch and that's that

You can't sit with us, my cousin's up with the fat stacks

It's a strong chance of rain, I'm with the niggas with money

Niggas slipping, that's your mans on the floor, tell them run it

Man, these pussy niggas hating, yeah

Got them sick to they tummy

They really bitching and complaining, should be worried about money

Pillow talking, writing statements on the gram, acting funny

Niggas sick, we making hits, wheezing, coughing, nose runny

On my Indo Harvey in the coupe with my new boo

Yo bitch thirsty for me, she got a taste, now she took too

Cool it Effie, yo nigga wanna be next to me

His mouth sewed to ass, like we the human centipede

A bomb angel, in Palm Angels, bitch I really get dough

It's a movie when I walk in bitches ass hit the floor

Yo bitch a lame, soft body, one we send to the store

Real bitches talking, call me Martin, kicking Pam's out the door

Pass the peas like we used to do

Nigga sick, nose running trying to say it's the flu

We on your head, I know you feel it

Ain't no strays, puss 'n boots

I come direct, give me respect

Bitch it's up it's no truce

It's everybody, then you, bitch you're last

Hate lames, L7s, you're trash

Switching lanes, chasing fame, do the dash

Niggas bitches, the new hoes, I'll pass

Took it break from school just to test the rap route

Accidentally made some bangers, so I guess I rap now

Weird duppy niggas hating, stomping feet, they lash out

Took his music off the gram, that shit was weak, he tapped out

I got it

Turn your wigs around

Bitches trying to keep a look, we can tell you man down

I'm a bitch that TTG, he blind to you, I make him see

Gold member, bitch on dick, trying to copy, mini me

Evil

[Outro]

Hey, I was just calling to let you know

I listened to all y'all songs this morning

You bitches is really high power, dead homies