作曲 : Dylan Tainsh/Sian Vandermuelen Without me, you'd be nothing so... I hate this b*tch Fxck it I hate this b*tch, ya Fxck it I hate this b*tch, okay Fxck it I hate this b*tch, bye b*tch Fxck it I hate this b*tch, who is you? Fxck it I hate this b*tch, girl Fxck it I hate this b*tch, uh Fxck it I hate this b*tch, ya nasty Got that Akwafina, all the boys so thirsty T-t-took me down, honey want to taste me You boys don't phase me because I'm the new millennial Got my girls and your check looks like I win again You got the bronze, I got the gold, better make some friends You a sore loser, why you mad cause I got no mans? He want my kitty cat, that mmm mmm chocolate yum I fxcked your dad in your bed, "hello step son" Facts stop, your tracks just like fat cops You ain't catching nobody yeah cause that's lame stop I'm the feature film and you just the episode Had your season cut up, bitch I thought I'd let you know Exec's in they chair, prosecuting on the top Cause I'm two steps ahead of ya, look who got the chop Put me on lock, so I stutter then I slop You messing with Miss Blank so don't get yourself shot b*tch Without me you'd be nothing oh... I hate this b*tch Fxck it I hate this b*tch, ya Fxck it I hate this b*tch, okay Fxck it I hate this b*tch, bye b*tch Fxck it I hate this b*tch, who is you? Fxck it I hate this b*tch, girl Fxck it I hate this b*tch, uh Fxck it I hate this b*tch, ya nasty So I hate this b*tch Fxck it I hate this b*tch, ya Fxck it I hate this b*tch, okay Fxck it I hate this b*tch, bye b*tch Fxck it I hate this b*tch, who is you? Fxck it I hate this b*tch, girl Fxck it I hate this b*tch, uh Fxck it I hate this b*tch, ya nasty Wassup b*tch, yeah I'm back again Bout to school all you girls, so I'm the reigning champ I took two months off for you to praise your man Well I got options to expose your man I've been looking at this boy like "Hey man You hating on me but your friends are all fans man" Got you nervous, got you s*cking up on sweat bands I walk right, got you walking to the left man It's funny how you're friends fighting your battles Bunch of dick riders, and you is wearing the saddle You were to watch the crown up in the queen b*tch Even my dentist said I need a crown b*tch Call me fat because my money is precious I ain't called you out yet, but you on my checkers Called you twice like you ain't get the message When you done talking sh*t, I teach a valuable lesson...b*tch Without me you'd be nothing so... I hate this b*tch Fxck it I hate this b*tch, ya Fxck it I hate this b*tch, okay Fxck it I hate this b*tch, bye b*tch Fxck it I hate this b*tch, who is you? Fxck it I hate this b*tch, girl Fxck it I hate this b*tch, uh Fxck it I hate this b*tch, ya nasty So I hate this b*tch Fxck it I hate this b*tch, ya Fxck it I hate this b*tch, okay Fxck it I hate this b*tch, bye b*tch Fxck it I hate this b*tch, who is you? Fxck it I hate this b*tch, girl Fxck it I hate this b*tch, uh Fxck it I hate this b*tch, ya nasty