[Intro]

Those hoes over there

Nah, we ain't nothing like

Those hoes over there?

Ella ain't nothing like

Those hoes over there?

Nah we ain't nothing like

Those hoes over there?

[Verse 1]

These bitches got my face screwed up like I was sucking B.A.D. candy

I'm on my Jessica Rabbit, they on their Jessica Tandy

Ya mama should have swallowed, should have taken her Plan B

Real thoughts move in silence, they don't understand me

Nowadays this shit ain't even a battle of the sexes

DM full of dick pics from Young Thugs in dresses

Half naked for insta fame, this shit's ridiculous

You give yourselves a bad name, and I'm fucking sick of it

These dimes a damn shame, cause you make no change

Nobody can shine when all ya speak is ya damn name

Overdramatic as hell ya living telenovella

Don't catch AIDS to make a bitch jealous, and fellas?

Her booty dont matter if her soul is wack

She built like a Coke bottle with the soda gone flat

Snap back to reality, fake tits defy gravity

Queens don't compete for Miss Congeniality

[Hook]

Those hoes over there

Those hoes over there

Those hoes over there

Nah, we ain't nothin like

Those hoes over there

Those hoes over there

Those hoes over there

Ella ain't nothing like

Those hoes over there

Those hoes over there

Those hoes over there

Nah, we ain't nothing like

Those hoes over there

Those hoes over there

Those hoes over there

Ella ain't nothing like

[Verse 2]

You like a gin and tonic; me, I be Jyn Urso

You're a lap dog, I'm cane corso

When we be talkin' Kim? I'm Ra, you Little

Malcom? I'll be X and you'll be stuck in the middle

I play em like a fiddle, these bitches be high strung

Belle of the ball finna be getting her bell rung

Keep ya bee stung lips, bitch, I'm queen of the hive

Ya getting fucked and chucked while I shuck and jive

My siren song will drown you in an ocean of tears

You be calling me collect, I'll be collecting arrears

In it for the kill, you swallow the bitter pill

You been jacking off them big old industry shills

So tell me lil homie, how the big dick taste?

Was you signed before he bust a nut on ya face?

Respect your hustle, how the fuck am I supposed to?

They use your mix tape as a ten dollar coaster

[Hook]

Those hoes over there

Those hoes over there

Those hoes over there

Nah, we ain't nothin like

Those hoes over there

Those hoes over there

Those hoes over there

Ella ain't nothing like

Those hoes over there

Those hoes over there

Those hoes over there

Nah, we ain't nothing like

Those hoes over there

Those hoes over there

Those hoes over there

Ella ain't nothing like