I Call Shade
Ooh, bitch (That's a mean motherfucker)
What she say? (Ooh!)
Ooh, bitch (That's a mean motherfucker)
What she say?
Why you gotta throw me under the bus
Every single time that I make a little fuss?
Up on the runway, everybody's lookin' at me
Gagging on my butt I'll do me, you just do you
Besides, you look like you broke outta zoo
L-L-Lookin' all busted, girl, check your edges (Ew!)
Bitch, wanna borrow some glue?
Girl, sit down, let me tell you the taste
You could never step up to this face
You lookin' like a brick and you're makin' me sick
Love your hair, hope you win
But I doubt you'll even place
Bitch, why you always tryna hate?
'Cause I'm from the future and you're so late
You're passive aggressive mixed with obsessive
Sorry, Miss Thing, but I can't relate '
Late-late-late-late '
Late-late-late-late '
Late-late-late-late...
I call shade (That's a mean motherfucker)
Somebody get her outta here (Ooh! O-o-ooh!)
I call shade (That's a mean motherfucker)
She think she cute (Ooh! O-o-ooh!)
I call shade (That's a mean motherfucker)
Somebody get her outta here (Ooh! O-o-ooh!)
I call shade (That's a mean motherfucker)
She think she cute (Ooh! O-o-ooh!)
I call shade Why you gotta always bring me down?
'Cause I'm on a throne and you're just a clown?
You're a hot mess in a busted dress
Here's a buck, wanna buff my crown?
B-b-by the way, I like what you did with your grill
And if you weren't possessed, then you could chill
You had to be a freak and you think you're really chic
Very unoriginal,
let's be real I'm glad that you're finally makin' that bank
Buy a new attitude, yours is stank
Just stop using those excuses This is a joke, right?
This is a prank Girl, look, for reals, though,
I got to go But I just thought that you should know
You gotta be quick and a super fierce bitch If you wanna
step up to this ho Ho-ho-ho-ho Ho-ho-ho-ho Ho-ho-ho-ho...
I call shade (That's a mean motherfucker)
Somebody get her outta here (Ooh! O-o-ooh!)
I call shade (That's a mean motherfucker)
She think she cute (Ooh! O-o-ooh!)
I call shade (That's a mean motherfucker)
Somebody get her outta here (Ooh! O-o-ooh!)
I call shade (That's a mean motherfucker)
She think she cute (Ooh! O-o-ooh!)
I call shade If you thought I was mean
This bitch is about to tear you apart
So cute, so new, but cheap and see-through
Not talkin' 'bout your dress, I'm talkin' bout you
You backstab all the way to the top
Then g-g-g-g-gag, [?] to drop School's in session, institution
Many problematic bitches, just one solution
Always talkin' 'bout others, but never douche it
I'ma turn your ass down like noise pollution
Where the skills, bitch? I mean, for reals, bitch
Wigs and dress and heels, bitch
Something's off-track, why you so wack?
Bring me a queen, get rid of this hack I'm tired of these hoes,
if I wanted cheap thrills I'd have asked your mom and that's for real
Just 'cause I can be nice, doesn't mean I always will
She's down now, Trinity, go for the kill What?
Bitch What?
Yes, she's a ho, hahaha What?
I call shade (That's a mean motherfucker)
Somebody get her outta here (Ooh! O-o-ooh!)
I call shade (That's a mean motherfucker)
She think she cute (Ooh! O-o-ooh!)
I call shade (That's a mean motherfucker)
Somebody get her outta here (Ooh! O-o-ooh!)
I call shade (That's a mean motherfucker)
She think she cute (Ooh! O-o-ooh!)
I call shade
What she say? (Ooh!)
Ooh, bitch (That's a mean motherfucker)
What she say?
Why you gotta throw me under the bus
Every single time that I make a little fuss?
Up on the runway, everybody's lookin' at me
Gagging on my butt I'll do me, you just do you
Besides, you look like you broke outta zoo
L-L-Lookin' all busted, girl, check your edges (Ew!)
Bitch, wanna borrow some glue?
Girl, sit down, let me tell you the taste
You could never step up to this face
You lookin' like a brick and you're makin' me sick
Love your hair, hope you win
But I doubt you'll even place
Bitch, why you always tryna hate?
'Cause I'm from the future and you're so late
You're passive aggressive mixed with obsessive
Sorry, Miss Thing, but I can't relate '
Late-late-late-late '
Late-late-late-late '
Late-late-late-late...
I call shade (That's a mean motherfucker)
Somebody get her outta here (Ooh! O-o-ooh!)
I call shade (That's a mean motherfucker)
She think she cute (Ooh! O-o-ooh!)
I call shade (That's a mean motherfucker)
Somebody get her outta here (Ooh! O-o-ooh!)
I call shade (That's a mean motherfucker)
She think she cute (Ooh! O-o-ooh!)
I call shade Why you gotta always bring me down?
'Cause I'm on a throne and you're just a clown?
You're a hot mess in a busted dress
Here's a buck, wanna buff my crown?
B-b-by the way, I like what you did with your grill
And if you weren't possessed, then you could chill
You had to be a freak and you think you're really chic
Very unoriginal,
let's be real I'm glad that you're finally makin' that bank
Buy a new attitude, yours is stank
Just stop using those excuses This is a joke, right?
This is a prank Girl, look, for reals, though,
I got to go But I just thought that you should know
You gotta be quick and a super fierce bitch If you wanna
step up to this ho Ho-ho-ho-ho Ho-ho-ho-ho Ho-ho-ho-ho...
I call shade (That's a mean motherfucker)
Somebody get her outta here (Ooh! O-o-ooh!)
I call shade (That's a mean motherfucker)
She think she cute (Ooh! O-o-ooh!)
I call shade (That's a mean motherfucker)
Somebody get her outta here (Ooh! O-o-ooh!)
I call shade (That's a mean motherfucker)
She think she cute (Ooh! O-o-ooh!)
I call shade If you thought I was mean
This bitch is about to tear you apart
So cute, so new, but cheap and see-through
Not talkin' 'bout your dress, I'm talkin' bout you
You backstab all the way to the top
Then g-g-g-g-gag, [?] to drop School's in session, institution
Many problematic bitches, just one solution
Always talkin' 'bout others, but never douche it
I'ma turn your ass down like noise pollution
Where the skills, bitch? I mean, for reals, bitch
Wigs and dress and heels, bitch
Something's off-track, why you so wack?
Bring me a queen, get rid of this hack I'm tired of these hoes,
if I wanted cheap thrills I'd have asked your mom and that's for real
Just 'cause I can be nice, doesn't mean I always will
She's down now, Trinity, go for the kill What?
Bitch What?
Yes, she's a ho, hahaha What?
I call shade (That's a mean motherfucker)
Somebody get her outta here (Ooh! O-o-ooh!)
I call shade (That's a mean motherfucker)
She think she cute (Ooh! O-o-ooh!)
I call shade (That's a mean motherfucker)
Somebody get her outta here (Ooh! O-o-ooh!)
I call shade (That's a mean motherfucker)
She think she cute (Ooh! O-o-ooh!)
I call shade
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Writer(s): Ryan Taylor, Tyler Stone
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