Stop comin at me guns are a blazin
(let them hoes fight)
Hold up bitch I could stomp your face in

[1st verse]

I was looking hella good
When I stepped off in the club
She was jockin on my gucci
Cause her boyfriend want my cookies

She just keep on lookin back
I keep throwin her the bird
Imma bout to walk away
I dont care what you heard

Watch me, Watch me swing my weave
Im gon', Im gon' fix my lip gloss
Im gon' stunt on them hoes
With my hands up on my hip bones singin'

Jealous bitches, Jealous bitches
Dont hate me, dont hate me

[Chours]
(Let them hoes fight)
Stop stressin on me for the attention
(let them hoes fight)
Youre excused your no competition
(let them hoes fight)
Stop comin at me guns are a blazin
(let them hoes fight)
Hold up bitch I could stomp your face in
(let them hoes fight)
Stop stressin on me for the attention
(let them hoes fight)
Youre excused your no competition
(let them hoes fight)
Stop comin at me guns are a blazin
(let them hoes fight)
Hold up bitch I could stomp your face in

[2nd verse]
He keep givin me the look
Like he wanna make me holla
I feel like Im in the club
Cause he throwin me them dollars

He keep seendin me these drinks
Cause you lookin like his grandma
(I got enough big baby here with out the stress and drama)

Watch me, Watch me swing my weave
Im gon', Im gon' fix my lip gloss
Im gon' stunt on them hoes
With my hands up on my hip bones singin

Jealous bitches, Jealous bitches
Dont hate me, dont hate me

[Chours]
(Let them hoes fight)
Stop stressin on me for the attention
(let them hoes fight)
Youre excused your no competition
(let them hoes fight)
Stop comin at me guns are a blazin
(let them hoes fight)
Hold up bitch I could stomp your face in
(let them hoes fight)
Stop stressin on me for the attention
(let them hoes fight)
Youre excused your no competition
(let them hoes fight)
Stop comin at me guns are a blazin
(let them hoes fight)
Hold up bitch I could stomp your face in

Man, man look at this
Man, man look at this
These hoes fightin' in the streets
Hoes fightin' in the streets
Man, man look at this
Man, man look at this
These hoes fightin', fightin'
These hoes fightin' in the streets

Baby b-boy, give you a warn
..............................................
All of these hoes fightin' it off
All of these b!tches is pissin' me off

[Chorus]
(Let them hoes fight)
Stop stressin on me for the attention
(let them hoes fight)
Youre excused your no competition
(let them hoes fight)
Stop comin at me guns are a blazin
(let them hoes fight)
Hold up bitch I could stomp your face in

I bet you won't smack a b!tch
I bet you won't wreck a b!tch
I bet you won't smack a b!tch
I bet you won't wreck a b!tch