Letra de Bitter (Narration By Cardi B) - Summer Walker

(Feat. Cardi B)

Mm, mm, mm (Better stop playin' with me)

(Bitch better stop playin' with me)

Bitter, oh, mad at me, mad at my nigga (Better stop playin' with me)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Playin' with me)

(Better stop playin' with me) Mm

Bitter, yeah, mad at me, mad at my nigga

Mad at the fact he ain't with you

Mad at the fact that it's me

But this shit bigger than me and you alone

So why you puttin' on for the Shade Room and Insta'?

Bitches just be lookin' for attention

Trust me, you can get it (Get it)

Pull up whenever, whenever, you know I'm with it

Don't get it twisted

Nothin' like none of these bitches

But sometimes, I get in my feelings

Sometimes, I know I be trippin' (Trippin')

But why these hoes all in our business?

How he don't care 'bout his children? (How he don't care?)

How he's supposed to be there? Y'all won't let him get 'em ('Posed to be there)

How you posted like that on the 'Gram for a thousand?

I bet you can't post a picture (Bet you can't, bet you can't)

Wonderin' if you even knew this bitch for real

London, did you screw this bitch for real?

They be on that groupie shit for real

And I know she thought she struck once she let a nigga fuck

Man, that bitch is lookin' stuck (Stuck as fuck)

And I bet you when you came that she thought she came up

Now that bitch up feelin' dumb (I bet your bitch feelin' dumb)

She probably thought it came with a million (Came with a million)

She probably thought you changed how she livin'

Probably thought that dick came with the fame and the riches

Bitter (Bitter), mad at me, mad at my nigga

Mad at the fact he ain't with you

Mad at the fact that it's me

But this shit bigger than me and you alone

So why you puttin' on for the Shade Room and Insta'?

Bitches just be lookin' for attention

Bitter baby mama

Always point her finger at a nigga whenever it's a problem

Always put the blame on a nigga instead of tryna solve it

Always wanna gossip

Her and her friend have been talkin'

But whatever they be sayin' ain't 'bout shit (Ain't 'bout shit)

Think a nigga supposed to pay for they outfit

Get they nails and feet done and her hair did, yeah

You ain't shit, bitch

Claim you independent, but you ain't did shit

Live in Section 8 and still can't pay rent (Better stop playin' with me)

You ain't shit, bitch

So your children with your mama and you ain't raised shit

But you want that child support, what you think this is? Oh (Better stop playin' with me)

Just because you let him smash, that don't mean he ever knew you (Better stop playin' with me)

Just 'cause y'all got a past, that don't mean you got a future (Better stop playin' with me)

This mine for life (For life)

No switchin' sides (Switchin' sides)

We ride or die and that's why I know you

Bitter (Bitter), mad at me, mad at my nigga

Mad at the fact he ain't with you

Mad at the fact that it's me

But this shit bigger (This shit bigger) than me and you alone

So why you puttin' on for the Shade Room and Insta'? (Shade Room)

Bitches just be lookin' for attention

(Better stop playin' with me)

(Bitch better stop playin' with me)

Well, Summer Walker, you know I been seein'

You know, all the bullshit that's been goin' on with you today

And, you know, I don't know if the rumors are true

I don't know, I don't care, it's not my business, but if it is true

Don't let bitches, like, make

Don't let them feel like they have a one-up by destroying your moment

By fucking telling your business to the world

On some, "Ha-ha, yeah, I'ma do it on purpose, I'ma do it spitefully"

Do it your own way and do it beautifully, do it special

If you are pregnant and everything, say it in a beautiful way in your music

Say why you, you know, decided to be with your nigga

Even though you have problems, put that drama in your music, yeah

'Cause if bitches wanna get clout off you, you gonna get clout off them

And you gonna put that shit in your music

Say some shit like, "I got my own fuckin' money"

Make them bitches feel hurt, hit them bitches where it hurt

And put that shit in your music and make money off it in your music

Fuck these hoes

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