Ms.Idgaf 2

Hold on, be quiet
I think I hear money callin'
It's some rich nigga outside
Why you fuckin' on that man
Knowing he can't turn you up?
Why you cryin' over your ex
Knowin' he still don't give a fuck? (He don't give a fuck)

Yeah, I'm Ms. IDGAF
If that nigga don't do right
Then we kick bro-bro to the left
We gon' pack up all his shit
Get a box and make him step
'Cause there's some ballin' nigga outside
Shooting shots, I call Steph

I'm Ms. Never-In-My-Feelings
Ms. Always-In-A-Bag
I'm Ms. IDGAF
Ms. Keep-Them-Hoes-Mad
And if that shit ain't addin' up
I'm Ms. I'ma-Do-The-Math
And if that man don't treat you good
I'm Ms. Do-His-Ass-Bad

I'm Ms. Never-In-My-Feelings
Ms. Always-In-The-Bank
I'm Ms. IDGAF
I do what them bitches can't
If that shit ain't addin' up
Then I subtract the nigga quick
And if that man don't do me good
Then I don't touch that nigga dick (okay)

Keep it cool
I'm Ms. Play-It-However-You-Wanna-Play-It
I can't bite my tongue
I'ma say it how I'ma say it
If that shit sit on your chest
I'm Ms. Let-That-Nigga-Know
And if he thinkin' he one up
I'm Ms. Even-Out-The-Sco'

Bitches full of cap
Man, these bitches full of envy
I'm solid, I'm Ms. Sorry-It's-Not-On-Me-Bitches-In-Me
And my body pressure
Ms. Got-That-From-My-Mama
Ms. Bitch-We-Outside
All winter, all summer

Really, I'm an angel
I just need for you to treat me right
Ms. Clean-The-House-Cook-The-Food
Ms. Take-The-Pipe
Ms. Shut-The-Fuck-Up-While-You-Talkin'
Ms. Let-You-Lead
Just remember, I don't do no chasin'
Ms. Let-You-Leave

I'm Ms. Never-In-My-Feelings
Ms. Always-In-A-Bag
I'm Ms. IDGAF
Ms. Keep-Them-Hoes-Mad
And if that shit ain't addin' up
I'm Ms. I'ma-Do-The-Math
And if that man don't treat you good
I'm Ms. Do-His-Ass-Bad

I'm Ms. Never-In-My-Feelings
Ms. Always-In-The-Bank
I'm Ms. IDGAF
I do what them bitches can't
If that shit ain't addin' up
Then I subtract a nigga quick
And if that man don't do me good
Then I don't touch that nigga dick

Wait, hold on
I ain't crashed out in a minute
Ms. I-Been-Chillin'
They know I'ma raise hell
When it come down to my children
Ms. Keep-My-Daughter-Cute
Ms. Keep-My-Son-Clean
Treat my daughter like a princess
And raise my son to be a king

Can't invite you to my house
Boy, you Mr. Weird
You the type to steal my lashes
Boy, you givin' queer
B.B. livin' like a boss
You bitches live in fear
Ms. Glossy-Wooden-Floors
Ms. Chandeliers

She think she bad, I'm Ms. Worst
Think she cold, I'm Ms. Freezer
Soon as she think she got her man
I come around, he Mr. Leave-Her
If that nigga wanna play
I'm Ms. Pass-Me-My-Controller
Ms. Dog-Him, Ms. Grrr
Ms. Walk-Him-'Til-It's-Over

I'm Ms. Never-In-My-Feelings
Ms. Always-In-A-Bag
I'm Ms. IDGAF
Ms. Keep-Them-Hoes-Mad
And if that shit ain't addin' up
I'm Ms. I'ma-Do-The-Math
And if that man don't treat you good
I'm Ms. Do-His-Ass-Bad

I'm Ms. Never-In-My-Feelings
Ms. Always-In-The-Bank
I'm Ms. IDGAF
I do what them bitches can't (okay)
If that shit ain't addin' up
Then I subtract the nigga quick
And if that man don't do me good
Then I don't touch that nigga dick

B.B.
Oh wow
Grrr
Yeah