Unphased lyrics

[Intro]
That's not it—
(Axel)

[Chorus]
Ayy, I seen that sh*t they was talkin' on Twitter
That sh*t wasn't fazin' me (Wasn't fazin' me)
And I seen him post a pic of his b*tch, that ho look lame to me (Look lame to me)
And I don't need a ho, I'm what a ho need, these n*ggas be chasin' me, huh
I really got this sh*t out the mud, this sh*t was made for me
Ayy, and I just be walkin' all over these n*ggas, treat them like doormats (Like doormats)
Lil' bro, stop callin' my motherf*ckin' phone, n*gga, where your whore at? (Where's your whore—)
And I'm bringin' the beef to the front porch, I feel like Door Dash
Ooh, and I don't respond to none of them tweets, I just ignore that

[Verse]
Ayy, I got a whole lotta sh*t on my plate, but I'm eatin' the whole platter
I f*ck with him and a few other n*ggas, to him it don't matter (Don't matter)
Come pick me up in the SRT 'cause that b*tch go faster
She was talkin' her sh*t 'cause she got p*ssed off, we took her whole bladder, damn
Ayy, better answer the phone whenever I call, ho, you'll get blocked for that
The laws get behind us, we keep goin', we don't stop for that
Stop talkin' that sh*t on Instagram, ho, you'll get popped for that
b*tch, check out the drip, this sh*t expensive, I paid a lot for that
Ooh, these hoes be copycats
These n*ggas be killers in all they raps, n*gga, where your bodies at?
This off of the dome, just give me a beat and I'm gon' body that
Put him on a diet, he eat lead, shoot him in his body fat
Ooh, and I can't f*ck on none of these n*ggas, I can't get my body back
He walked in the club with Balenciaga, he left in a body bag
And I don't give a f*ck about none of them slugs, I don't acknowledge that
Pop out with the sticks at night like Nick, we push his noggin back
[Chorus]
Ayy, I seen that sh*t they was talkin' on Twitter
That sh*t wasn't fazin' me (Wasn't fazin' me)
And I seen him post a pic of his b*tch, that ho look lame to me (Look lame to me)
And I don't need a ho, I'm what a ho need, these n*ggas be chasin' me, huh
I really got this sh*t out the mud, this sh*t was made for me
Ayy, and I just be walkin' all over these n*ggas, treat them like doormats (Like doormats)
Lil' bro, stop callin' my motherf*ckin' phone, n*gga, where your whore at? (Where's your whore—)
And I'm bringin' the beef to the front porch, I feel like Door Dash
Ooh, and I don't respond to none of them tweets, I just ignore that, n*gga

[Outro]
Girl, you unstoppable, undeniable, unfazed by the bullsh*t
I want you to keep runnin' sh*t and keep runnin' these b*tches over
Every dog has its day
I can't believe these hoes ain't think you was finna take it there
I feel bad for any ho in the way of this sh*t
Unstoppable, undeniable, unfazed