Stealing all these bitches hearts Oh, oh, oh, oh it's emotional I've been stealing all these bitches hearts Oh I been stealing I'd be here just all solo Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, mmm Momma please don't judge me 'cause I'm a criminal Momma I know

It's goin' down every weekend, yeah Malibu, top gone, everything for the weekend Summertime, bathin' suit, jump in the pool for the weekend I can make any bitch leave her man, just for the weekend She don't really know it's goin' down tonight (down

Lookin' like I caught a lick (lick, hey!) And all my bitches with the shits (yeah!) Bronx, New York, gangsta bitch (woo, woo) Lookin' like I caught a lick (yeah) Got some hittas in my clique (woo, woo, woo ,woo) Lookin' like I caught a lick Cardi (Look

(Now they wanna grab the guns and come and get ya) (It's the ones that smoke blunts with ya, see ya picture) (It's the ones that smoke blunts with ya, see ya picture) yeah One time for the homie DJ Screw Already, I'm feeling throwed in this bitch Up so

Everybody wanna be a gangster (So you wanna be a gangster, homes?) 'Til it's time to do gangster shit You talk the talk, you better walk the walk, boy Shit just got real up in this bitch (Shit just got real) (Yeah- Put up or shut up) (Put up or shut up)

Gimme shmoney, gimme gimme shmoney Yeah, it's what a girl like I don't want ya man, I just want the shmoney That's what a girl like Gimme money, all I want is money I'm Cardi B, all I know is shmoney shmoney Beat ya bitch, if it's not green then back up

Yeah! It's Hussle in the house This is just a small introduction to this Nipsey Hussle music Guns money and bitches that's the way that we do it First get 'yo grind on, then get yo' shine on We come through daytime with the lights on Now hit the fast

I turn myself on yeah Mirror mirror on the wall Get into it Every time I look at me If the shoe fits (fits) Wear a bitch (bitch) Never mind, screw him Everyday I see myself

I got the bag, tell a friend She got some ass, bring it in Bitch, I'm the news, CNN (yeah) I don't trust nobody 'cause I can't be fake Frontin' ain't an option 'cause my soul can't change It's that young nigga shit, I might pull up to your bitch like

With a bad bitch, she fuck me like a porn star (like a porn star) We be blowin' cash quick (blow that shit) like it's no tomorrow When we get so high, be so high, we might just go to Mars (yeah, yeah yeah yeah) Ice on my neck on 'em (bitch) Fast whips