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[Intro]
Grrah, like
(Stop playin' with 'em, RIOT)

[Chorus]
Why you tryna come for me, like? (Why you tryna come for me?)
Her man, he a munch, he in love with me (Yeah)
Like, please, not too much on me (Not too much on me)
I be poppin' sh*t, but do it humbly, like
Why they tryna come for me, like?
They know they can't f*ck with me
I be poppin' sh*t, but do it humbly
Like, please, not too much on me (Grrah)

[Verse]
Okay, let's talk about facts (Facts)
She gettin' bigger than rap
In his mind, I be runnin' them laps
I got my n*ggas in check (Grrah)
Feel like GloRilla, I'm blessed
Thеy wanna know what's next (Uh)
b*tches got me vеxed
Left my ex depressed (Depressed)
Not too much on me (Damn)
If you say that sh*t in private, say it publicly (Mm)
When they said I wouldn't make it, that sh*t stuck with me
Now it's up with me, b*tches know what's up with me
n*ggas know what's up with me (Like)
Walk through with my shades on, hoodie on
I ain't tryna end up on The Shade Room
Never been a dayroom
I done kicked the door down on this b*tch, they gotta make room
"How she hit the charts off a word, ain't she fake news?"
I got all my haters sick (Uh), now they face blue
Screamin' FNF (Grrah), like, I hate dudes
I don't even chase my lick, why would I chase you?
Yesterday, woke up that b*tch, today, the same move (Let's go)
[Chorus]
Why you tryna come for me, like? (Why you tryna come for me?)
Her man, he a munch, he in love with me (Yeah)
Like, please, not too much on me (Not too much on me)
I be poppin' sh*t, but do it humbly, like
Why they tryna come for me, like?
They know they can't f*ck with me
I be poppin' sh*t, but do it humbly
Like, please, not too much on me (Grrah)