Nah
Excuse me, what?
I don't wanna talk to you, nah
'Cause I am not your mom
It's not my job (see what I'm sayin'?)
I know I'm the baddest bitch you ever saw
So get off my Moschino Saint Laurent
Ooh, I have to tell you no because I know it's what I need
My time is worth a mint and bitch I got some place to be
I'm done with your excuses and your toxic energy
You seek this Gucci spiderweb, I set my boundaries
Nobody out can cross me (ooh)
No, 'cause I'm too iconic (ooh)
Gave all and pay me nothing (ooh)
That was the minute you lost me like
Whoa, watch it coming down (watch it coming down)
(Coming down)
All you bitches flop (all you bitches flop)
When I'm not around (you need me, I don't need you)
So I don't wanna talk to you, nah (ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh)
'Cause I am not your mom, it's not my job (ooh-ooh-ooh)
I know I'm the baddest bitch you ever saw (ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh)
So get off my Moschino Saint Laurent (ooh-ooh-ooh)
I have to tell you thank you 'cause you taught me how to be
My intuition's poppin', signals feel like literal heat
I'm caramelizing bitches, sticky fingers, no receipts
Just candy, no nutrition, giving bitches rotten teeth
(Ew, gross)
Now, you wanna act so charming (ooh)
You never say you're sorry though (ooh)
I gotta play it smartly (ooh)
Skip to my lou, my darling, like
Whoa, watch it coming down (watch it coming down)
All you bitches flop (all you bitches flop)
(You bitches flop)
When I'm not around (you need me, I don't need you)
So I don't wanna talk to you, nah (ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh)
'Cause I am not your mom, it's not my job (ooh-ooh-ooh)
I know I'm the baddest bitch you ever saw (ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh)
So get off my Moschino Saint Laurent (ooh-ooh-ooh)
The grey rock method is used to divert a toxic person's behavior by acting as unresponsive as possible when interacting with them
I know you love that drama, but I don't feed
I don't feed
Here we go
Keep it short, keep it brief
No emotion, no deets
Nod or shrug, pull the plug
I don't know, mmm, huh
Shut them down (that's right)
Hold your boundaries (oh, yeah)
Maintain your own control (that's right)
I don't wanna talk to you, nah
'Cause I am not your mom
It's not my job (see what I'm sayin'?)
I know I'm the baddest bitch you ever saw
So get off my Moschino Saint Laurent
Ooh, I have to tell you no because I know it's what I need
My time is worth a mint and bitch I got some place to be
I'm done with your excuses and your toxic energy
You seek this Gucci spiderweb, I set my boundaries
Nobody out can cross me (ooh)
No, 'cause I'm too iconic (ooh)
Gave all and pay me nothing (ooh)
That was the minute you lost me like
Whoa, watch it coming down (watch it coming down)
(Coming down)
All you bitches flop (all you bitches flop)
When I'm not around (you need me, I don't need you)
So I don't wanna talk to you, nah (ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh)
'Cause I am not your mom, it's not my job (ooh-ooh-ooh)
I know I'm the baddest bitch you ever saw (ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh)
So get off my Moschino Saint Laurent (ooh-ooh-ooh)
I have to tell you thank you 'cause you taught me how to be
My intuition's poppin', signals feel like literal heat
I'm caramelizing bitches, sticky fingers, no receipts
Just candy, no nutrition, giving bitches rotten teeth
(Ew, gross)
Now, you wanna act so charming (ooh)
You never say you're sorry though (ooh)
I gotta play it smartly (ooh)
Skip to my lou, my darling, like
Whoa, watch it coming down (watch it coming down)
All you bitches flop (all you bitches flop)
(You bitches flop)
When I'm not around (you need me, I don't need you)
So I don't wanna talk to you, nah (ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh)
'Cause I am not your mom, it's not my job (ooh-ooh-ooh)
I know I'm the baddest bitch you ever saw (ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh)
So get off my Moschino Saint Laurent (ooh-ooh-ooh)
The grey rock method is used to divert a toxic person's behavior by acting as unresponsive as possible when interacting with them
I know you love that drama, but I don't feed
I don't feed
Here we go
Keep it short, keep it brief
No emotion, no deets
Nod or shrug, pull the plug
I don't know, mmm, huh
Shut them down (that's right)
Hold your boundaries (oh, yeah)
Maintain your own control (that's right)
Credits
Writer(s): Steve Tirogene, Nick Noonan, Amy Heidemann Noonan
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