Yeah, yeah Kali Ooh, DJ Century, you making beats now? You making beats now? Ho, I ain't talk 'bout shit on the internet, dissin' That bitch don't want no smoke, better hope she listen Make her pray I don't catch her ass, I'ma turn that ho to a Christian Bitch, I'm in my bag, I'm gettin' money, I'm living Snatchies with her nigga, that's why that bitch livid I don't give a fuck 'bout no mad ho, I'm his ex, that's a red flag, ho You might as well leave him alone That nigga, he stay in my phone He attached, he the dog on a bone He just wanna give me the dome Hold on, bitch, I'm in my zone Any ho say I'm ugly need to put her glasses back on I got the world screaming, "Kali," that's why these bitches don't like me Shit, I'd be mad too if I ain't like me, and that's all I fucking hear Anyway, let's go Got the whole world screaming, "Kali" Watch out 'fore I fuck on your daddy Mad ho, knick-knack, that bitch Maddy She ain't on shit, these bitches is chatty Shit on these bitches, I'll do that gladly Your BD want me badly You still mad? Well, bitch, I'm happy All I smoke is zaza Bitches on that ra-ra You ain't talking guala, that's a nada Hood bitch, she a robber Yeah, she'll rob ya Keep your eye ya-ya, gotta watch her