| Lookin' like I caught a lick | 
| Run up on me, you get hit | 
| And all my bitches with the shits | 
| Bronx, New York, gangsta bitch | 
| Lookin' like I caught a lick | 
| Since Day 1, I’ve been that bitch | 
| Got some hittas in my clique | 
| Lookin' like I caught a lick | 
| Lookin' like I caught a lick | 
| Look at me, look at me | 
| They ain’t like me before, now they bookin' me | 
| The glow got bitches so shook at me | 
| They like, «Chef Cardi B, what you cookin' B?» | 
| I say, «Bitches, got me on some new shit» | 
| I swear niggas got me feelin' ruthless | 
| Too much mo’fuckers done doubted me | 
| That’s why I had to just prove it | 
| I remember walkin' in the stores, I couldn’t buy nothin' | 
| They look at me starin' | 
| Now I just walk in the stores, I like it I cop it | 
| I don’t even think | 
| Bank tellers asking for info | 
| 'Cause now my deposits on Kimbo | 
| Told that bitch, «Gimme my money | 
| Why the fuck you askin' all this info?» | 
| Run up, get done up | 
| Got shooters ready for a come up | 
| Promise you I didn’t luck up | 
| Was grindin' all night | 
| Didn’t sleep 'til the sun up | 
| Now I got up on my shit | 
| Walk around like I’m that bitch | 
| Every nigga wanna hit | 
| Lookin' like I caught a lick | 
| Run up on me, you get hit | 
| And all my bitches with the shits | 
| Bronx, New York, gangsta bitch | 
| Lookin' like I caught a lick | 
| Since Day 1, I’ve been that bitch | 
| Got some hittas in my clique | 
| Lookin' like I caught a lick | 
| Lookin' like I caught a lick | 
| See me in my 'bach, now they all surprised | 
| Now they call my phone, I just press decline | 
| Not even six seconds, I don’t give 'em Vine | 
| Tell 'em, «Fall back,» all must recline | 
| Bitches mad as fuck but I don’t give a fuck | 
| Niggas can’t believe it, better soak it up | 
| Lookin' like I caught a lick, bitch | 
| Your nigga got me on his wishlist | 
| Thought I was makin' no moves? | 
| Thought I was gon' be livin' in Sues? | 
| Thought I was makin' no money? | 
| You fuckin' thought I was gon' lose | 
| Everythin' I did, I swear I got paid | 
| Been 'bout my money, that ain’t gon' change | 
| Bitch, you gon' drown tryna ride on my wave | 
| Corny ass bitches, I just can’t relate | 
| Run up, get done up | 
| Got shooters ready for a come up | 
| Promise you I didn’t luck up | 
| Was grindin' all night | 
| Didn’t sleep 'til the sun up | 
| Now I got up on my shit | 
| Walk around like I’m that bitch | 
| Every nigga wanna hit | 
| Lookin' like I caught a lick | 
| Run up on me, you get hit | 
| And all my bitches with the shits | 
| Bronx, New York, gangsta bitch | 
| Lookin' like I caught a lick | 
| Since Day 1, I’ve been that bitch | 
| Got some hittas in my clique | 
| Lookin' like I caught a lick | 
| Lookin' like I caught a lick | 
| Look at me | 
| Look at me | 
| Look at me | 
| Look at me |