| Lookin' like I caught a lick
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| Run up on me, you get hit
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| And all my bitches with the shits
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| Bronx, New York, gangsta bitch
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| Lookin' like I caught a lick
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| Since Day 1, I’ve been that bitch
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| Got some hittas in my clique
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| Lookin' like I caught a lick
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| Lookin' like I caught a lick
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| Look at me, look at me
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| They ain’t like me before, now they bookin' me
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| The glow got bitches so shook at me
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| They like, «Chef Cardi B, what you cookin' B?»
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| I say, «Bitches, got me on some new shit»
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| I swear niggas got me feelin' ruthless
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| Too much mo’fuckers done doubted me
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| That’s why I had to just prove it
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| I remember walkin' in the stores, I couldn’t buy nothin'
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| They look at me starin'
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| Now I just walk in the stores, I like it I cop it
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| I don’t even think
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| Bank tellers asking for info
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| 'Cause now my deposits on Kimbo
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| Told that bitch, «Gimme my money
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| Why the fuck you askin' all this info?»
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| Run up, get done up
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| Got shooters ready for a come up
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| Promise you I didn’t luck up
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| Was grindin' all night
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| Didn’t sleep 'til the sun up
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| Now I got up on my shit
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| Walk around like I’m that bitch
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| Every nigga wanna hit
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| Lookin' like I caught a lick
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| Run up on me, you get hit
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| And all my bitches with the shits
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| Bronx, New York, gangsta bitch
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| Lookin' like I caught a lick
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| Since Day 1, I’ve been that bitch
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| Got some hittas in my clique
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| Lookin' like I caught a lick
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| Lookin' like I caught a lick
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| See me in my 'bach, now they all surprised
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| Now they call my phone, I just press decline
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| Not even six seconds, I don’t give 'em Vine
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| Tell 'em, «Fall back,» all must recline
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| Bitches mad as fuck but I don’t give a fuck
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| Niggas can’t believe it, better soak it up
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| Lookin' like I caught a lick, bitch
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| Your nigga got me on his wishlist
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| Thought I was makin' no moves?
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| Thought I was gon' be livin' in Sues?
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| Thought I was makin' no money?
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| You fuckin' thought I was gon' lose
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| Everythin' I did, I swear I got paid
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| Been 'bout my money, that ain’t gon' change
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| Bitch, you gon' drown tryna ride on my wave
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| Corny ass bitches, I just can’t relate
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| Run up, get done up
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| Got shooters ready for a come up
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| Promise you I didn’t luck up
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| Was grindin' all night
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| Didn’t sleep 'til the sun up
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| Now I got up on my shit
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| Walk around like I’m that bitch
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| Every nigga wanna hit
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| Lookin' like I caught a lick
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| Run up on me, you get hit
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| And all my bitches with the shits
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| Bronx, New York, gangsta bitch
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| Lookin' like I caught a lick
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| Since Day 1, I’ve been that bitch
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| Got some hittas in my clique
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| Lookin' like I caught a lick
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| Lookin' like I caught a lick
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| Look at me
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| Look at me
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| Look at me
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| Look at me |