Dramatic

[Intro: Quavo] (Zaytoven) (Brrt) Goddamn, man, that hoe keep callin' my phone, man All that bullshit, man All that sideways shit, man [Pre-Chorus: Quavo] Hoe, you too dramatic Here go a couple of dollars so you quit the nagging Oh no, no, no, no, I can't— Hoe, you too dramatic Here go a couple of dollars so you— Dramatic [Chorus: Quavo] Here go a couple of dollars so you quit the nagging Oh no, no, no, no, I can't be your baby daddy Yeah, I got that how weak, now I got that hoe weak, so weak, she ratchet Yeah, I got that how weak, now I got that hoe weak, she too dramatic Dramatic, dramatic Yeah, I got that hoe weak, now I got that hoe weak, she too dramatic Dramatic, dramatic Dramatic, dramatic bitch [Verse 1: Quavo] She calling my phone, she bitch and she moan She talk about bitches I'm on Bitch, just leave me alone Gonna put a block on my phone She pull up when I'm in her area Emojis of me in her cellular Of Quavo in her two-piece She got a white dress looking like marriage, bro Ain't gon' lie, she rough, she tough, she might hit you in your stuff Finesse you out of yo bucks and bring it to us, I fuck with the trust At the end of the day, she psycho Walking around with that rifle Hate to say it, little mama, but you gotta beat it, beat it like the OG Michael [Chorus: Quavo] Hoe, you too dramatic Here go a couple of dollars so you quit the nagging Oh no, no, no, no, I can't be your baby daddy Yeah, I got that how weak, now I got that hoe weak, so weak, she ratchet Yeah, I got that how weak, now I got that ho weak, she too dramatic Dramatic, dramatic Yeah, I got that hoe weak, now I got that hoe weak, she too dramatic Dramatic, dramatic Dramatic, dramatic bitch [Verse 2: Takeoff] What the fuck? Goddamn You think that you're slick, you lil' bitty bitch Runnin' around in my lobby, up in my V.I.P, tryna take a million pics I'm leaning on kickstand Don't want you, bitch, I want your friend Excuse me, you wanna do what? Lil' mama rollin' on Molly santan I turn 'round, look over my shoulder Lil' mama got the camera phone flashing She went up and asked for a selfie I told her she too dramatic Fresh to death like I jumped out a casket I got the clay, beat the pot like I'm Cassius Drop in Orlando, I'm selling that magic She calling my phone, harassing [Chorus: Quavo] Hoe, you too dramatic Here go a couple of dollars so you quit the nagging Oh no, no, no, no, I can't be your baby daddy Yeah, I got that how weak, now I got that hoe weak, so weak, she ratchet Yeah, I got that how weak, now I got that hoe weak, she too dramatic Dramatic, dramatic Yeah, I got that hoe weak, now I got that hoe weak, she too dramatic Dramatic, dramatic Dramatic, dramatic bitch [Verse 3: Offset] These bitches be tripping, I'm tryna get Benjis Talking my head off, she all in her feelings Asked me for money, but never ain't giving Wasn't fucking with me before I had a million I'm chasing them dollars, I don't want no problems You fucking me and you be fucking my partner I know what to do, keep the bitch off my collar Don't fuck her no more, then I cut off the guala These bitches not loyal, don't trust 'em Don't cuff 'em, don't love 'em, just fuck 'em She telling me that she gon' ride, but deep inside I know that she lying I know she ain't shit, she a dirty ass bitch She gon' fuck your whole clique, she gon' run off with bricks Young, rich nigga, I ain't worried 'bout shit Dramatic ass hoe, you can suck my dick [Chorus: Quavo] Hoe, you too dramatic Here go a couple of dollars so you quit the nagging Oh no, no, no, no, I can't be your baby daddy Yeah, I got that how weak, now I got that hoe weak, so weak, she ratchet Yeah, I got that how weak, now I got that hoe weak, she too dramatic Dramatic, dramatic Yeah, I got that hoe weak, now I got that hoe weak, she too dramatic Dramatic, dramatic Dramatic, dramatic bitch