Ahhh (Cardi!) Turn around, fuck it all the way up Bust it down, turn around, fuck it all the way up Bust it down, turn around, fuck it- Look, let's get it straight, girl, you don't need a nigga for nothin' Lookin' better every day, you got that Benjamin Button Claimin' he don't got a girl, you know niggas be frontin' You don't need no bitch comin' up to you as a woman, ayy And you a boss, so you hate when niggas waste time You too pretty to be paused on the FaceTime Damn, I'm just statin' the facts You hate that like you hate when niggas tell you: Relax (What the fuck you mean relax?) You want somethin' more than just physical It's been a while since you met someone original You spend your time drinkin' wine in your livin' room All that good pussy, can't find the one to give it to It's a, it's a shame You see me, see the squad, it's a gang You see him, it's a bum, it's a lame But it's a difference 'tween me and, what's his name? I swear to God, word to Mase I'ma drink this Henny to the face Fuck a condom, I'ma bring saran wrap I can't let no good pussy go to waste Back, back, backin' it up I'm the king of talkin' shit then backin' it up, ayy Back, back, backin' it up Throw that shit over here, girl, that's what it's for (What you say?) You know how to go and get a bag, don't ya? You know how to make a bitch mad, don't ya? Make your ex wanna get it back, that's a fact Say it louder for the bitches in the back, ayy I know to go and get a bag, don't I? I know how to make a bitch mad, don't I? Make my ex wanna get it back, that's a fact Say it louder for the bitches in the back, yeah Back, back, backin' it up I'm the queen of talkin' shit then I'm backin' it up, yeah Back, back, backin' it up Throw that money over here, nigga, that's what it's for (What you say?) Look, said, I was gettin' some head, get-gettin' some head Ran down on a bitch, she almost pissed on her leg Bitches think they fuckin' with me, must be sick in the head Why don't you chill with the beef and get some chicken instead? Got the crown, shut it down, have them hype up in the six If she dead, let her lay won't bring no life into this bitch Lookin' this good should be a sin, you should call me cinnamon Cardi B, bad bitch, those is fuckin' synonyms We see who winnin', we see who got it You see I'm still in the bank makin' deposits You see who switched up sides and who was solid You see who stuck to the code and who forgot it Talk about it, bitch You know how to go and get a bag, don't ya? You know how to make a bitch mad, don't ya? Make your ex wanna get it back, that's a fact Say it louder for the bitches in the back, ayy I know to go and get a bag, don't I? I know how to make a bitch mad, don't I? Make my ex wanna get it back, that's a fact Say it louder for the bitches in the back, yeah Back, back, backin' it up I'm the king of talkin' shit then backin' it up, ayy Back, back, backin' it up Throw that shit over here, girl, that's what it's for (What you say?)