[Intro: FBG Duck]
Huh? (Tay Keith produced it)
Huh? (T-T-T-T-Tay)
Bitch, you know you something else
It's Domeno (Turn up)
Huh?
Huh?
Bitch, you know need some help
Heh? Squad

[Chorus: FBG Duck]
This bitch actin' like she foreign, but I know she borin'
Tryna act like you ain't goin', bitch, you somethin' else
Where you get all that fake-ass designer from?
That shit ain't cost a crumb, bitch, you know you need some help
This bitch actin' like she foreign, but I know she borin'
Tryna act like you ain't goin', bitch, you somethin' else
Where you get all that fake-ass designer from? (Damn)
That shit ain't cost a crumb, bitch, you know you need some help (Whoo)

[Verse 1: FBG Duck]
Pull off in that foreign (Skrrt, skrrt), they like, "Where you goin'?" (Yoom)
'Bout to take a trip and ride around by myself (Whoo)
Gettin' throat by a ho and I'm smokin' dope (Ayy, ayy, ayy, dope)
They know it's loud, bitch, all you gotta do is smell
Bitch got a double-C like she the shit (Bitch, you ain't on shit)
Why you walkin' 'round with all that fake Chanel?
Instagram videos playin' with her hair (Stupid bitch)
Bitch, you know that ain't Remy, that's fake as hell (Oh, damn)
I can see you lived a hard life before, baby
'Cause it look like you just escaped from jail (Goddamn)
Tryna act like you the shit, but you is not on shit (Ol' stupid-ass bitch)
Bitch, you look just like a snail
You know I'm the man and I can fuck your friend (True)
If I wanted to, girl, it ain't hard to tell
You say you paid a hundred dollars for your Pradas?
Where you buy them bitches from, Taco Bell? (Gang)

[Chorus: FBG Duck & Billionaire Black]
This bitch actin' like she foreign, but I know she borin'
Tryna act like you ain't goin', bitch, you somethin' else
Where you get all that fake-ass designer from?
That shit ain't cost a crumb, bitch, you know you need some help
This bitch actin' like she foreign, but I know she borin'
Tryna act like you ain't goin', bitch, you somethin' else
Where you get all that fake-ass designer from? (Woah)
That shit ain't cost a crumb (Woah), bitch, you know you need some help (Let's get it)

[Verse 2: Billionaire Black]
Bitch, you know you broke, why you tryna stunt?
On Instagram flexin' with your rent money
She say she be gettin' it, but I know she stealin' (Stop flexin', stop flexin')
That's why you be downtown every fuckin' mornin'
She say that she foreign, but I know she borin'
And she got a sugar daddy, she fucked for them Jordans (Let's get it)
Bitch, I ball hard just like Robert Horry
She gave me head in bed, but that's a whole 'nother story (Gang)
With that fake Furla bag and that synthetic weave (Fugazy)
Bitch, that ain't no Remy, you can't lie to me (At all)
And her boyfriend bought her fake Louis V (Goofy)
But you can't blame him 'cause he rockin' fake double-G (Goofy, goofy, goofy, goofy)
Bitch, you know we stackin' while these niggas starvin' (Band up)
Just because your heels red, them ain't red bottoms
And these niggas steady rockin' fake Robins (Whoo)
'Cause they ain't gettin' no money, steady flexin', flodgin', gang

[Chorus: FBG Duck]
This bitch actin' like she foreign, but I know she borin'
Tryna act like you ain't goin', bitch, you somethin' else
Where you get all that fake-ass designer from?
That shit ain't cost a crumb, bitch, you know you need some help
This bitch actin' like she foreign, but I know she borin'
Tryna act like you ain't goin', bitch, you somethin' else
Where you get all that fake-ass designer from?
That shit ain't cost a crumb, bitch, you know you need some help