letra de bitter (narration by cardi b) - summer walker
better stop playing with me
b-tch better stop playing with me
bitter, mad at me, mad at my n-gga
(better stop playing with me)
better stop playing with me
bitter, yeah
mad at me, mad at my n-gga
mad at the fact he ain’t wichu’
mad at the fact that it’s me
but this sh-t bigger
than me and you alone
so why you puttin’ on
for the shade room and insta
b-tch jus’ be lookin’ for attention
trust me you can get it
pull up whenever, whenever
you know i’m with it
don’t get it twisted
nothing like none of these b-tches
but sometimes i get in my feelings
sometimes i know i be tripping
but why these hoes all in our business
how he don’t care ’bout his children?
how he’s supposed to be there y’all won’t let him get ’em?
how you posted like that on the gram for a thousand i bet you can’t post a picture
(bet you can’t, bet you can’t)
wondering if you even knew this b-tch for real
london did you screw this b-tch for real?
they be on that groupie sh-t for real
and i know she thought she struck
when she let a n-gga f-ck
man that b-tch is lookin’ stuck (stuck, stuck)
and i bet you when you came
that she thought she came up
now that b-tch is feeling dumb
she prolly thought it came with a million
she prolly thought you changed how she living
prolly thought that d-ck came with the fame and the riches
bitter
mad at me, mad at my n-gga
mad at the fact he ain’t wichu’
mad at the fact that it’s me
but this sh-t bigger
than me and you alone
so why you puttin’ on
for the shade room and insta
b-tch jus’ be lookin’ for attention
pretty baby mamma
always point her finger at a n-gga
that there’s the problem
always put the blame on a n-gga
and they still tryna solve it
always wanna gossip
her and her friend have been talking
but whatever they be sayin’ ain’t ’bout sh-t
think they n-ggas supposed to pay for they outfit
get they nails and feet done and then hit it
yeah
you ain’t sh-t b-tch
claim you independent
but you ain’t did sh-t
living in section 8 and you still can’t pay rent
you ain’t sh-t b-tch
so trust you with your momma and you ain’t friendship
but you want that child support
what you think this is?
oh
just because you let him smash
that don’t mean he ever knew ya
just ’cause y’all got a past, that don’t mean you got a future
this mine for life
no switchin’ sides
we ride or die
and that’s why i know you
bitter
mad at me, mad at my n-gga
mad at the fact he ain’t wichu’
mad at the fact that it’s me
but this sh-t bigger
than me and you alone
so why you puttin’ on
for the shade room and insta
b-tch jus’ be lookin’ for attention
(better stop playing with me)
(b-tch you better stop playing with me)
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