Trophies

[Intro] Like, huh? Like, huh? Like, what? Like, what? Like, huh? Like, what? Like, what? Like, huh? Like, what? Like, huh? Like, what? Like, what? Like, huh? Like, what? Like, what? Like, huh? Like, what? Like, like, huh? Like, what? Look, look [Verse 1] Look, CC the baggage (Yes), Ricky the glasses (Yes) I'm back in the mood, I'm back on they asses (Mm) I'm teachin' them classes (Yeah), these bitches is fools I cannot bust down no Cartier, that's a starter watch (Ah) Hoes can't talk jewelry with me, ain't got the shit that my daughter got (Nope) Gotta call me Bugatti Bardi, this shit look like an auto body I do not call the cops, it's (Bow, bow) On all the opps (Bow) This summer we pushin' up with the good bodies and the good watches And we poppin' big shit, ain't none a hoe gon' do about it Ooh, they ain't tell you you look busted, baby, they some bad friends I could pop up in the hood because I'm really tapped in Whole career is downhill like the slopes in Aspen Those numbers ain't addin' up, I mean the math ain't mathin' [Chorus] All bad bitches need trophies (Rrr) Hoes be real life losers Bad bitches make shit happen Hating hoes make excuses (Woo) Very much paid, I'm very much it Very much, bitch I do this (Woo) Bad bitches make shit happen (Skrt) Hating hoes make excuses [Post-Chorus] Like, huh? Like, what? I don't wanna hear excuses Like, huh? Like, what? I don't wanna hear excuses (Ayy) They don't give plaque, they don't perform Bitches be real life losers Bad bitches make shit happen Hating hoes make excuses [Verse 2] Look, these bitches shaped like Turkeys, all my hoes got Birkys Sticks and stones, we break bones, all my knocks whole thirties I'm the reason the events be soupin', I told 'em on a stack them Cubans And I'm like, ho, what happened? That's my fault, they jackin' Bitches try to gaslight me now I'm back with kerosene Bitches be ill, aged like milk, ooh, it's a dairy queen Big shark boots, I'm cute, everyday look like a shoot (Like whoop) These bitches been out of shape, I mean hoes really obtuse (Ooh-ooh) [Chorus] Like, huh? Like, what? I don't wanna hear excuses Like, huh? Like, what? I don't wanna hear excuses (Ayy) New AP, my trophy I told you hoes I do this Real bitches make shit happen Hating hoes make excuses [Verse 3] Look, bitches whack when Cardi is back, they taking place again Bitches is safe, bitches got germs, I cannot play with them Shopping bag I'm back outside, I'm in they face again They online, they talking crazy, nurse she escaped again (Aah) One, two, three, four, five, I'm the baddest bitch alive (Ooh) Hop up out the whip, I get a bunch of "oohs" and "aahs" (Woo) I could make a nigga rich, I could get a nigga robbed (Woo) If it's beef, we got sticks, I could get your shit to Bob (Woo, woo, woo) [Chorus] Bad bitches need trophies (Grr) Hoes be real life losers Bad bitches make shit happen Hating hoes make excuses Very much paid, I'm very much it Very much, bitch I do this Bad bitches make shit happen Hating hoes make excuses [Post-Chorus] Like, huh? Like, what? I don't wanna hear excuses (Woo) Like, huh? Like, what? I don't wanna hear excuses (Ayy) They don't give plaque, they don't perform Bitches be real life losers Bad bitches make shit happen (Look) Hating hoes make excuses (Grrah) [Outro] Here you go, Cardi motherfuckin' B, bitch Like, huh? Like, what? Like, what? Like, huh? Like, huh? Like, what? Like, what? Like, huh? Man, suck my dick, ha