Stop stressin' on me for the attention
You're excused, you're no competition
Stop comin' at me, guns are a blazin'
Hold up bitch, I could stomp your face in
When I stepped off in the club
She was jockin' on my Gucci
'Cause her boyfriend want my cookie
She just keep on lookin' back
I keep throwin' her the bird
I don't care what you heard
Watch me, watch me swing my weave
I'm gon', I'm gon' fix my lip gloss
I'm gon' stunt on them hoes
With my hands up on my hip bones singin'
Jealous bitches, jealous bitches
Don't hate me, don't hate me
Stop stressin' on me for the attention
You're excused, you're no competition
Stop comin' at me, guns are a blazin'
Hold up bitch, I could stomp your face in
Stop stressin' on me for the attention
You're excused, you're no competition
Stop comin' at me, guns are a blazin'
Hold up bitch, I could stomp your face in
He keep giving me the look
Like he wanna make me holla
I feel like I'm in the club
'Cause he throwin' me them dollas
He keeps sendin' me these drinks
'Cause you lookin' like his grandma
Pathetic if you're knowin' this is drama
Watch me, watch me swing my weave
I'm gon', I'm gon' fix my lip gloss
I'm gon' stunt on them hoes
With my hands up on my hip bones singin'
Jealous bitches, jealous bitches
Don't hate me, don't hate me
Stop stressin' on me for the attention
You're excused, you're no competition
Stop comin' at me, guns are a blazin'
Hold up bitch, I could stomp your face in
Stop stressin' on me for the attention
You're excused, you're no competition
Stop comin' at me, guns are a blazin'
Hold up bitch, I could stomp your face in