Out of Pocket

Sick of all the shit you're talking
Come on, bitch, you're out of pocket, uh
Bitch you're out of pocket, ha

Haven't been relevant for two years
You're balls go bounce, while my checks clear
My name in your mouth like vomit
Attention seeking like you're starving
If you want a villain, I'm that bitch
Hollaback, re-strat, war tactics
Watch my back, take my hoops out
Daily Mail, boy, you're old news now
Between us
It's no fun
Act like you don't know me, huh
Run and cry to me, say fuck it
If I had a dick, you'd suck it

Sick of all the shit you're talking
Come on, bitch, you're out of pocket, uh
Bitch you're out of pocket, Ha
Sick of all the shit you're talking
Come on, bitch, you're out of pocket, uh
Bitch you're out of pocket, Ha

Aawwwaah
Coming for me in my little black dress
With this Zumba ass, and the A-cup chest
Run your mouth like jazzercise
Put down that bottle, like, holy Christ
Wanted a villain, I got picked
Hits on hits, hoe, I pop shit
You have a lane, go get back in it
Flick of the wrist, yeah, I stay winning
Between us
It's no fun
Act like u don't know me huh
But it must be the star signs, God, I wish
Because I'm an Aries, you're a bitch

Sick of all the shit you're talking
Come on, bitch, you're out of pocket, uh
Bitch you're out of pocket, ha
Sick of all the shit you're talking
Come on, bitch, you're out of pocket, uh
Bitch you're out of pocket, ha

Sick of all the shit you're talking
Come on, bitch, you're out of pocket, uh
Bitch you're out of pocket, ha
Sick of all the shit you talking
Come on, bitch, you're out of pocket, uh
Bitch you're out of pocket, ha
Sick of all the shit you're talking
Come on, bitch, you're out of pocket, uh
Bitch you're out of pocket, ha
Sick of all the shit you're talking
Come on, bitch, you're out of pocket, uh
(Hey hey)
Bitch you're out of pocket, ha
(Hey yeah)