Lit Thot lyrics

[Intro: Cardi B]
Deal with them no no
Deal with them I can't
Peanut butter ass work
f*ck around and get jammed
Cardi in this b*tch you better understand
I flip the script and kill sh*t now they want to hold my hand

[Chorus: Cardi b]
I be that hood b*tch from that block
It’s my hood on top
Why you asking all them questions you a cornball you get popped
I'm really with the sh*ts I'm a real b*tch I don’t flop
They ask who I be I'm that east coast lit thot
Yeah I gives it up I gives it up I gives it up and that's word
These cats got no stacks man they f*cking get on my nerves
I gives it up I gives it up I gives it up and that's word
And if you ain't talking about money then I'm pitching nothing but curves

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Me, Nicki M, I got too many wins
Pull up with them V twins in my engine
All this ice all around me like a penguin
I ain't talkin' bowlin’ but I’m with the kingpin
I pull up with a n*gga with a real big di*k
That's just so good, man a b*tch can’t quit
I ain't ever have a beat that a b*tch ain't rip
I'm fly every day but a b*tch ain’t trippin'
You be on that bull, you be on Scott Pippen
I be pimp walkin', I'm limpin'
C's on my bag so they think I'm crippin'
Every n*gga in here wanna know what I'm drinkin'
Myx Moscato, n*ggas
I keep a pillow with me just because I'm tired of n*ggas
I'm with some flawless girls, they're pretty and they're thick
Bust it open quick, put that pus*y on his lips, b*tch
[Chorus: Cardi B]
I be that hood b*tch from that block
It's my hood on top
Why you asking all them questions you a cornball you get popped
I'm really with the sh*ts I'm a real b*tch I don't flop
They ask who I be I'm that east coast lit thot
Yeah I gives it up I gives it up I gives it up and that's word
These cats got no stacks man they f*cking get on my nerves
I gives it up I gives it up I gives it up and that's word
And if you ain't talking about money then I'm pitching nothing but curves
Deal with them no no
Deal with them I can't
Peanut butter ass work
You f*ck around and get jammed
Cardi in this b*tch you better understand
I flip the script and kill sh*t now they want to hold my hand

[Verse 2: Cardi B]
Just get up off me just get up off me just get up off me you fake
You talking all that tough sh*t but quick to talk to the jakes
Let a b*tch try me that's these red bottoms to the face
n*gga hating hoes ain't got no clout that's Superman with no cape
All I need is Coronas and I'm set for the night
Let a b*tch act up just know it's on sight
They mad cause my time came and I didn't miss my flight
f*ck you thought a b*tch was gonna be down her whole life
b*tch no
[Chorus: Cardi B]
I be that hood b*tch from that block
It's my hood on top
Why you asking all them questions you a cornball you get popped
I'm really with the sh*ts I'm a real b*tch I don't flop
They ask who I be I'm that east coast lit thot
Yeah I gives it up I gives it up I gives it up and that's word
These cats got no stacks man they f*cking get on my nerves
I gives it up I gives it up I gives it up and that's word
And if you ain't talking about money then I'm pitching nothing but curves