Ms. Whitman

Go, go, go, go

Head so good, she a honour roll (She ride the dick like a carnival)

You thought I wasn't gonna come back for more, dumb, dirty bitch?

I done did the impossible

Go, go, go, go

Head so good, she a honour roll

She ride the dick like a carnival

I done did the impossible

Why this bitch obsessed with me? I just don't understand

You sucked the dick straight out my ass

Who got the upper hand? (Haha)

I see why you ain't got no friends

You're Miss I'll-Fuck-Your-Man (Fuck your man)

Your stepmom burnt out why she took her sister's second-hand? (Wow)

I know your route, you're reaching out

You need my name for clout (Clout)

That stanky pussy

Got you kicked out the Kardashian house (Ahahaha, stanky)

You hit my DM like

"No more diss songs," you tappin' out (Tappin' out)

I go rehab with this flow, bitch, I'm blackin' out (Blackin' out)

No, you not a model

Give that flow right back to Latto (Back to Latto)

You ugly without no makeup

For some beats you fuck on Jacob (Dirty whore)

How many times I got to tell these hoes

I been that bitch? (Been that bitch)

My money long, shit on the floor, look like I printed, uh

Seven foreign cars, live on the Hills, my shit ain't rented

Keep my baby daddy name

Out yo' fuckin' mouth 'fore I Will Smith it (Bitch)

This ho belong all in the zoo

See, I don't understand (I don't understand)

She fucked on Tyga and killin' babies, I seen the sonogram (I seen it)

Flex like me, wanna be just like me

But I got plaques, on plaques, on plaques like Soulja Boy teeth

Dye your hair like me, weird bitch, not me

They fucked you back to back to back

That could never be me (Never be me)

Ain't speakin' facts, she made me laugh

I call her Marlon Wayans (Hahaha)

Them NFL boys ran the train on you, now you on da team (Damn)

How this bitch got a thousand bodies ain't old enough to drink?

Jackboy fucked that pussy out in Florida

You fuck on anything (Jackboy)

I know about you

Just with little fame

It's easy to get that whore up out you (That whore about you)

Almost overdosed on a vape, nobody ain't call about you

I played a role to be your friend

To beat the smoke out you (Dumb bitch)

Damn, Alabama, you a tramp, Alabama

Wave this Drake out the window, God's plan, Alabama

Simon says stomp your feet, move your hands, Alabama

Bhabie says I'm up the street, like here I am, Alabama

You really dumb enough to think I'll tell you anything

You dumb, dirty ho, I wouldn't tell you what colour socks I got on