(Murda on the beat, so it's not nice)
Damn, what a shame how you fumbled me
New fake accounts to keep up on me
Seeing your standards, all I need to know
Seeing your standards, I kept you too close
Mad girl thing, way I step on the scene, got my city behind
Miniskirt on, tittie them small, how I look so nice?
I murder things, this a Murda beat, so I'm killing 'em twice
And I'm having my way, cocky thing, I'ma take what's mine
You don't know, two pigtails, yeah, I did it again
Dropped bare chat on the man them head, I'ma do it again
Fumbled me, he ain't really want me way back when
Now it's long blue text, left on seen, don't send it again
Damn, what a shame how you fumblеd me
New fake accounts to keep up on mе
Seeing your standards, all I need to know
Seeing your standards, I kept you too close
I did it again
I did it— I did it again
I did it again
Again
You don't know, two pigtails, yeah, I did it again
Dropped bare chat on the man them head, I'ma do it again
Fumbled me, he ain't really want me way back when
Now it's long blue text, left on seen, don't send it again
Damn, what a shame how you fumbled me
New fake accounts to keep up on me
Seeing your standards, all I need to know
Seeing your standards, I kept you too close
Don't you come back
Don't you come back
Don't you dare, don't you dare
Don't you come back
Don't you come back
Don't you dare, don't you dare
Damn, what a shame how you fumbled me
New fake accounts to keep up on me
Seeing your standards, all I need to know
Seeing your standards, I kept