Bitter (Narration By Cardi B) - Summer Walker

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One, two, three, four, five trey five Ses Fac players make the party more live Thang my thang I keep my mind on the G's, Blanco Without a doubt I get that work in the drought You know it's blood in, blood out This ain't no joke, if you run up, you get smoked Or catch a blade and get poked The streets got no hope, if you scared, pray to the Pope Family fed by the dope If you ain't lived it, you won't understand me Banana boat with them packs in Miami I get 'em and go, cartel ties on the low DEA knocked on my door then deported my pop I wonder who gave 'em the drop When I find out, he get popped My 'yotes gon' slide, when they do, you won't survive Like Popeyes, we leavin' 'em fried Don't play with my bread, if you ain't heard what I said Then we go off with his head, oh yeah, yeah Snuck through the back with the yeah, yeah You know we got packs of the yeah, yeah Big tits, but was better as a yeah, yeah You more like no, I'm like, yeah, yeah My 'yote got locked for the yeah, yeah Bail him out, I got stacks of the yeah, yeah New foreign, I'mma pull up in that, yeah, yeah Catch me at the top, oh yeah, yeah Blueface, baby (Yeah, yeah) Gotta keep a chopstick in my chop (Yeah, yeah) I just copped a house bigger than the cops in the suburbs I'm the only nigga on my block (Yeah, yeah) Never leave the house without that yeah, yeah Forty knockin' off Gucci headbands It's not regular, baby, these is baguette-'guettes Million dollar views and some Moët get her more wet, uh Catch me at the top gettin' top She know I ain't shit, but she still gon' bop (Yeah, yeah) Pull up, drippin' in the drop Reach for my chain and you niggas gettin' popped (Yeah, yeah) Snuck through the back with the yeah, yeah You know we got packs of the yeah, yeah Big tits, but was better as a yeah, yeah You more like no, I'm like, yeah, yeah My 'yote got locked for the yeah, yeah Bail him out, I got stacks of the yeah, yeah New foreign, I'mma pull up in that, yeah, yeah Catch me at the top, oh yeah, yeah I'm strapped in this bitch, peep how I walk like I'm Mitch I already drank me a fifth I hop in the whip, my 'yote extended the clip I promise my shooters don't miss Don't talk to the feds, got blood on my Nike Cortez From kickin' and stompin' on heads The lady look guap', I ain't waste my time on no thot Can't blame her for shootin' her shot, Like yeah, yeah Shawty in the bathroom doin' yeah, yeah You want the drama, then the homie got the yeah, yeah In the back you know I got a lot of yeah, yeah I know you claim you got the same, homie, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah) You like mr. me too, part two Whatever I say I have, you say you got, too Like, homie yeah, yeah, so get the fuck from 'round me My 'yotes in this bitch, please don't get them rowdy, yeah Snuck through the back with the yeah, yeah You know we got packs of the yeah, yeah Big tits, but was better as a yeah, yeah You more like no, I'm like, yeah, yeah My 'yote got locked for the yeah, yeah Bail him out, I got stacks of the yeah, yeah New foreign, I'mma pull up in that, yeah, yeah Catch me at the top, oh yeah, yeah

Up, up Up (ayy), up (uh) Up, look (this is fire) Once upon a time, man, I heard that I was ugly Came from a bitch who nigga wanna fuck on me I said my face bomb, ass tight Racks stack up Shaq height Jewelry on me, flashlight I been lit since last night Hit him with that good-good Make a nigga act right Broke boys don't deserve no pussy (I know that's right!) Big bag bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga Man, Balenciaga Bardi back and all these bitches fucked It's big bags bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga, man Birkin bag, Bardi back and all you bitches fucked If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck, huh (ayy) Up, then it's up, if it's up, then it's stuck (huh) If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck, huh (woo) I could make the party hot, I could make your body rock Bitches say they fuckin' with me, chances are they probably not If I had a dick, you'd probably lick it like a lollipop Hoes speakin' Cap-enese, hit 'em with karate chop I'm forever poppin' shit, pullin' up and droppin' shit Gotta argue with him 'cause a nigga love a toxic bitch Niggas out here playin', gotta make 'em understand If ain't no ring on my finger, you ain't goin' on my 'Gram I said my face bomb, ass tight Racks stack up Shaq height (yeah) Jewelry on me, flashlight (huh) I been lit since last night (woo) Hit him with that good-good Make a nigga act right (ah) Broke boys don't deserve no pussy (I know that's right!) Big bag bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga Man, Balenciaga Bardi back and all these bitches fucked (woo) It's big bags bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga, man Birkin bag, Bardi back and all you bitches fucked (woo) If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck, huh (ayy) Up, then it's up, if it's up, then it's stuck If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck, huh (bitch) Bitches ain't fuckin' with me now and I can see why Dirty-ass, dusty-ass bitch, you got pink eye Bitches want smoke until I bring it to they doorstep Tell that bitch, "Back, back," breath smell like horse sex (ha) Put it on him now, he will never be the same (he won't) Tatt'ed on my ass 'cause I really like the pain (ah) He nutted on my butt, I said, "I'm glad that you came" If that nigga had a twin, I would let 'em run a train, woo (skrrt) Big bag bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga Man, Balenciaga Bardi back and all these bitches fucked (woo) It's big bags bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga, man Birkin bag, Bardi back and all you bitches fucked (ooh) If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck, huh (woo) Up, then it's up, if it's up, then it's stuck (woo) If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck, huh Look, gotta play it safe, huh No face, no case (hahaha)

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متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع