See, I'm a feminist
But I hate you, whore!
I'd applaud you if you could make me hate you more
Tried to dodge a couple battles, couldn't escape the war
Now you blogging on the net
"What you hate me for?"
You thought I wore my heart on my sleeve
But honestly, boo, I keep it where it belongs, huh
As far away from you
Your claims that you're special are horribly untrue
See, your type is common, momma
There's a lot of fucking tools, and-
Bitch, I don't like you, cunt!
Tried to cut me, hoe
But your knife was blunt
Don't know why every time that I am in love
They'll think that I need them more than I need lungs
And so it's
Lo-bec-to-my (bitch, your time has come)
Lo-bec-to-my (your time has come)
Lo-bec-to-my (your time has come)
Love ain't for me (your time has come)
It's whatever hoe, it's no longer affecting me
You still throwing shit with horrible trajectory
Okay, cut you off like lobectomy
Keep doing it until there's nothing left of me
Whenever these sluts size me up
Talk shit or lie 'bout having spiked their cups
I'll throw fuel to the fire, and would I give fucks?
Nope, I'd laugh and just use the fire to light my blunt, 'cause-
Bitch, I don't like you, cunt!
Tried to cut me, hoe
But your knife was blunt
Don't know why every time that I am in love
They'll think that I need them more than I need lungs
And so it's
Lo-bec-to-my (bitch, your time has come)
Lo-bec-to-my (your time has come)
Lo-bec-to-my (your time has come)
Love ain't for me (your time has come)
Go, go, go hate me
Hoe, hoe, hoe baby
It's so crazy how you're so sad now
And all I wish to see is your name on a toe tag now, and-
I don't need to put all of the reasons in this song
I just want the world to know
I hate you, you're a broad
I hope that this breaks you
And helps me to shake you off
Funny how you made me hard
While I just made you soft
Bitch
Your time has come
Your time has come
Your time has come
Yeah, your time has come!