Cook that shit up, Quay
I ain't finna argue with you, baby girl
How you do me wrong
I had gave you the world
Bought you all them diamonds and all of them pearl
Can't believe you turned out like them other girls
Now you know you fucked up, fucked up with me
Now you trying to make a phone call, hitting phone call after call, making phone calls, making phone call after call after phone call
Hey

Now you know you fucked up, fucked up with me
Now you trying to make a phone call, hitting phone call after call, making phone calls, making phone call after call after phone call
Oh, stupid ass bitch
How you fuck up like that?
I'm the first n***a put that Gucci bag on your back
You werе down for the go and act up like that
Fucking with them n***as who got onеs in they sack
Why n***as want that shit back, shit back?

You can gonna keep that, keep that
Let me teach your ass a lesson
You can't come back
Went from riding in a Benz to a Hyundai
You was with your momma
Now you broke on a Sunday
You like fucking n***as who like tweeting about gunplay
I ain't about that shit
No
I like having bills to my thumb
So
I ain't finna argue with you, baby girl
No
How you do me wrong?
I had gave you the world
But you want them diamonds and all of them pearl
Can't believe you turned out like them other girls
Now you know you fucked up, fucked up with me
Now you trying to make a phone call, hitting phone call after call, making phone calls, making phone call after call after phone call
Hey

Now you know you fucked up, fucked up with me
Now you trying to make a phone call, hitting phone call after call, making phone calls, making phone call after call after phone call
Ain't no sense of calling me
I'm way too far gone
You had your chance
You neglected me
You did me wrong
Now I'm on some whole other fly shit
Can't believe I let the bros know that you was my bitch
I'm like, all the time we spent together wasted
You got Rolex watches and Cartier bracelets
Now everywhere you go, you're hearing me
You got to face it
Oh, you Beyoncé?
I replace you
I ain't never going back to that bullshit
Give you another chance?
I wish I would be
Gave you my all, and you took that shit for granted
Ain't no more chances
I can't stand you
I ain't finna argue with you, baby girl
How you do me wrong?
I had gave you the world
But you want them diamonds and all of them pearl
Can't believe you turned out like them other girls
Now you know you fucked up, fucked up with me
Now you trying to make a phone call, hitting phone call after call, making phone calls, making phone call after call after phone call
Hey

Now you know you fucked up, fucked up with me
Now you trying to make a phone call, hitting phone call after call, making phone calls, making phone call after call after phone call
Hey