Feelings Hurt

[Intro: Guapdad 4000]

Yeah, Test 1, 2

You're now listening to your favorite radio station: 510 T-H-O-T

I'm your motherfuckin' host with the scammy most, The Valentino Viper y'all

We got that new Childish, yeah, Childish the Major way, baby

The fuck you mean you don't know DJ Marc B?

Talk to 'em boy, yeah

[Chorus]

Stop claiming Gucci when your feelings hurt (Ayy)

Too tapped in for your plan to work (Know I been down, right)

Tryna be down but I been done peaked

You're just a lil' freak with a thing for the herb

I can't trust nobody else's bitch (Yeah)

Ayy, please stay on the other side of fence

I could give it to you straight, no wonderin' (Bitch)

You want the truth? Give her the truth, I fucked your friend

[Verse 1]

Ah, please don't take it personal, I barely even know the ho

Bald fade from a bald head, it's a Amber Rose (You bald)

You freaky when it's Fallon on

Famous when there's cameras on

And be dancin' in the club with no panties on (Two step, yeah)

Caught me redhanded (Ooh), I'm a bedroom bandit (Yeah)

I don't post no picture with a one-one, hit her, quit her

You can't tell me what the issue is, baby, please, mind your business (Mind your bid'ness)

If you can't tell me what the issue is (You heard him)

Baby, please, mind your business (Mind it)

[Chorus]

Stop claiming Gucci when your feelings hurt (Yeah)

Too tapped in for your plan to work (Gucci)

Tryna be down but I been done peaked (Ayy)

You're just a lil' freak with a thing for the herb (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I can't trust nobody else's bitch (I can't trust you)

Please stay on the other side of fence

I could give it to you straight, no wonderin'

You want the truth? Give her the truth, I fucked your friend (Yeah)

[Verse 2]

Listen

Ayy, you gotta through a ho damn game off balance (Ayy)

Thought I was a square, no, I kicked it with the scammers (Scam)

She love to get loud and I ain't really wit' the drama

Never said I love her, only hit her when I want her (Hoo)

A ebony, a chocolate, a milk thing, ooh (Milk)

TSA, they love to pat that ass down too (Pat it down, woah)

Flew in from the A, met her in L.A.

Fucked two models before I hit the runway

[Chorus]

Stop claiming Gucci when your feelings hurt (Gucci)

Too tapped in for your plan to work (Tap in)

Tryna be down but I been done peaked (Get down, bitch)

You're just a lil' freak with a thing for the herb (Yeah)

I can't trust nobody else's bitch

Ayy, please stay on the other side of fence (Stay all the way there)

I could give it to you straight, no wonderin'

You want the truth? Give her the truth, I fucked your friend

[Outro]

Ayy, ladies and gentleman, I need all the thots, bops, ho's, tricks, tracks and scallywags to come to the dance floor right now baby

Ayy, yeah, ha-ha-ha