Hi, motherfucker, did you miss me?
I've been home since 2020
I've been twerkin' and making smoothies, it's called healing
And I feel better since you seen me last
I been training, I can flex that ass
So when I shake it, I can shake it fast
Make that camera flash, camera flash, camera flash
If you're looking for the sign, bitch, I'm it (ooh-ooh)
And I know you see me comin' 'cause I'm thick (ooh-ooh)
I got that, "Oh, hell no, you can't get this at the store"
Whoa, oh, now you know-ow
If you're looking for the sign, bitch, I'm it (ooh-ooh)
And I know you wanna fuck with me again (ooh-ooh)
I got that, "Oh, hell no, you can't get this at the store"
Whoa
Uh, just a second, let me fix my wig, yeah
Dealin' with him put me through some shit, yeah
But I can't forget I'm still that bitch, yeah
I live inside his head and pay no rent, yeah, it's lit, yeah, uh
Big rich, big sad, I'm cute when I'm mad
Bitch, I fell off but I'm back, you're back
I'm worth my weight, I'm two hours late
But I'm on my way, ho (hey)
If you're looking for the sign, bitch, I'm it (ooh-ooh)
And I know you see me comin' 'cause I'm thick (ooh-ooh)
I got that, "Oh, hell no, you can't get this at the store"
Whoa, oh, now you know-ow
If you're looking for the sign, bitch, I'm it (ooh-ooh)
And I know you wanna fuck with me again (ooh-ooh)
I got that, "Oh, hell no, you can't get this at the store"
Whoa, oh, now you know-ow
I keep on writing these songs
'Cause he keep on doin' me wrong
And my girls keep singin' along
Like, "Oh, ooh, oh, ooh" (hey, hey, hey)
Don't need that energy, bitch, I'm a Tesla
Hey, hey, F-O-B on the dresser
Don't need that energy, bitch, I'm a Tesla (ooh)
Hey, hey, F-O-B on the dresser
If you're looking for the sign, bitch, I'm it (ooh-ooh)
And I know you see me comin' 'cause I'm thick (ooh-ooh)
I got that, "Oh, hell no, you can't get this at the store"
Whoa, oh, now you know-ow
If you're looking for the sign, bitch, I'm it (ooh-ooh)
And I know you wanna fuck with me again (you wanna fuck with me)
I got that, "Oh, hell no, you can't get this at the store"
Whoa, oh, now you know-ow
I keep on writing these songs
'Cause he keep on doin' me wrong
And my girls keep singin' along, uh
I guess that I'm not alone
