Threat

Yeah, I'm a threat and I know it
Yeah, I'm a threat and I know it

See I'm a threat to these bitches and I know it
But I'm about it, man, and money is the motive
Tryna make me mad with a nigga I done had
Girl, that will never work but, damn, I got you pressed
See I'm a threat to these bitches and I know it
But I'm about it, man, and money is the motive
Tryna make me mad with a nigga I done had
Girl, that will never work but, damn, I got you pressed

See if I want him I can have him any place anytime
Tell me bitch if that's your nigga, why the fuck he on my line?
Breaking up a happy home? Now I've never been that type
But you keep sending subliminal, bitch, you gone lose your guy
Heard you say whenever you see me on sight it's a go
But I saw you 'bout a week ago and girl you played that role

You know you ain't fucking with me, I'm a different type of breed
I ain't really 'bout that beef like a vegan bout my green
Girl, I ain't thinking bout you, quit embarrassing yourself
Telling people we into it, you into it with yourself
And I did this on my own, I ain't even have no help
Being jealous of the next hoe, that's a feeling I ain't felt

See I'm a threat and I know it
Yeah, I'm a threat and I know it
These bitches mad, yeah, I know it
'Cause I'm a threat and I know it, yeah-yeah

See I'm a threat to these bitches and I know it
But I'm about it, man, and money is the motive
Tryna make me mad with a nigga I done had
Girl, that will never work but, damn, I got you pressed
See I'm a threat to these bitches and I know it
But I'm about it, man, and money is the motive
Tryna make me mad with a nigga I done had
Girl, that will never work but, damn, I got you pressed

You on my page every day, so concerned on what I'm doing
I think you're a low-key fan, bitch, you fucking with the movement
Posting pics to make me mad, swear to God, that shit don't move me
If I gave that boy a chance, he a go, don't make me do it
Should have warned you that I'm ruthless, I don't really give a fuck
Been abandoned, took for granted by the ones I thought I loved

So I turned my feelings off, then I turned my savage up
Removed them squares up out my circle, now I'm all about my box
You chasing him, he chasing me, damn, I swear y'all is a mess
And for all that verbal beef, bitch, I'll pull up where you at
You ain't gotta like me but you gon' show me respect
Man, I gave this shit the time of day, bitch, you ain't worth my breath

See I'm a threat and I know it
Yeah, I'm a threat and I know it
These bitches mad, yeah, I know it
'Cause I'm a threat yeah I know it, yeah-yeah

See I'm a threat to these bitches and I know it
But I'm about it, man, the money is the motive
Tryna make me mad with a nigga I done had
Girl, that will never work but, damn, I got you pressed
See I'm a threat to these bitches and I know it
But I'm about it, man, the money is the motive
Tryna make me mad with a nigga I done had
Girl, that will never work but, damn, I got you pressed
Yeah-yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Lamonte Hilton, Ann Marie Boyle
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