Do I know your friend who? At a club?
Who was there? Girl, I wouldn`t
Wait a minute, calm down, I was at a club with who?
Get tha f**k, man, you know what?

Girl, I`m not about to sit up here and argue with you
About who`s to blame or call no names, real talk
See girl, only thing I`m tryin` to establish with you is not
Who`s right or who`s wrong
But what`s right and what`s wrong, real talk

Just because your friend say
She saw me at a club with some other bitches
Sittin` in VIP, smokin` and drinkin`
And kickin` it, tell me, girl

Did she say there were other guys there?
Did she say there were other guys there?
Were there other guys there? Well, tell me this

How the f**k she knew I was with them other girls then
When the whole club packed?
Wait a minute, let me finish what I`ve got to say

I`ve been with you five years
And you listenin` to your motherf**kin` girlfriends
I don`t know why you f**k with them old jealous
No man havin` ass hoes anyway, real talk

Alway accusin` me of some old bulls**t
When I`m just tryin` to have a good time
Robert, you did this, Kells, I heard you did that
Don`t you think I got enough bulls**t on my mind, real talk

Hold, hold up
Didn`t I just give you money to go get your hair
Toes and nails done the other day, hmm?
Yeah, your ass was smilin` then, real talk

Gave who some damn money?
I ain`t gave nobody no damn money, girl, is you tweakin`?
You see what your problem is
You`re always runnin` off at the mouth
Tellin` your girls your motherf**kin` business

When they don`t eat with us, they don`t sleep with us
Besides, what they eat don`t make us s**t, real talk
You called my momma`s house and what?
Girl, my momma ain`t gotta screen no calls for me, real talk
And watch your mouth, f**k me? Girl, f**k you!

I don`t give a f**k about what you`re talkin` about
I`m sick of this bulls**t, I`m comin` home
And gettin` my s**t and gettin` the f**k up outta Dodge
You ain`t gotta worry about me no more

And the next time your ass get horny
Go f**k one of your funky ass friends
Hell yeah, you probably already doin` that s**t anyway
You gonna burn what?
Bitch, I wish you would burn my motherf**kin` clothes

With your triflin` ass, Milton, you bogus girl, Milton
Start your car, warm it up and get ready to take me home
This bitch done lost her motherf**kin` mind