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To all my second-string bitchesπΏ tryin' get a baby πΆ
Tryin' get a baby, πΆ now you talkin' crazy π
I don't give a damn π if you used to talk to JAY-Z π€
He ain't with you, π he with BeyoncΓ©, π you need to stop actin' lazy π
She Instagram herself πββοΈ like #BadBitchAlert π€ͺ
He Instagram his watch βοΈ like #MadRichAlert π
He only wanna see that ass in reverse π
Two-thousand-dollar bag πΌ with no cash π΅ in your purse π
Now you sittin' courtside, π©ββοΈ wifey on the other side π€¦ββοΈ
Gotta keep 'em separated, π€ΈββοΈ I call that apartheid πΆ
Then she said she pregnant-ated, π© that's the night your heart died π
Then you gotta go into your girl πΈ and report that π₯Ί
Main reason 'cause your pastor π said you can't abort that π±
Now your driver say that new Benz, ποΈ you can't afford that π
All that cocaine βοΈ on the table, π you can't snort that π€
That go into that, all that money π° that the court got πΈ
All in on that alimony, uh π
Yeah-yeah, she got you, homie, yeah π
'Til death, but do your part, uh π₯Ί
Unholy matrimony π