Don’t Chart Lyrics

Bitch, be still
Hold up, hold up, bitch, be still
I'm still pretty, still bad, I'm still thick
I'm still me, therefore still talking my shit, look
Suck in the gut, uh, poke out the butt, look
I got the good bra on, holding them up
I'm still popping, still winning, you still hating
Heard you going to do something to me, I'm still waiting

First thing first, hoe know your part
Act like an old ass whip and don't start
I'm cold-blooded, must be all of this Chrome Heart
I can't wait to run into you hoes like go-karts
Bird bitch don't get hit with a crowbar
I'm a hood bitch, you couldn't go to those parts
Look at me now, Cardi, a whole star
Even if this one don't chart, it's going to chart
Said I'm really that nigga like I used the little boys room
Long dick wrap around my leg, it be coil
I can make it hard like an egg when it's boiling
Always fresh cuz your nigga keep me spoiling
I'm high fashion, long eyelashes
Pissing bitches off is really my passion
You love my style, you love my taste
I got a different Birkin bag for every bump on your face
Got the jet on deck, we could leave tonight
Else cover the whole wrist, make it freeze with ice
I could hook up empanadas with the beans and rice
One thing I never been was a fiend for likes, yikes

Hold up, bitch, be still
Hold up, hold up, bitch, be still
I'm still pretty, still bad, I'm still thick
I'm still me, therefore still talking my shit, look
Suck in the gut, uh, poke out the butt, look
I got the good bra on, holding them up
I'm still popping, still winning, you still hating
Heard you going to do something to me, I'm still waiting

Look, let's have a conversation
You ain't a bad bitch, you just a bitch that had a bad operation
Can't get to the phone, I'm getting some head probably
These hands ready to eat, they cater for everybody
Said I never been a dumb bitch, always too clever
Never seen a nigga leave me and do better
New hundred dollar bill smell like new leather
Me and Aquafina argue over who wetter
It's awful, bitch, I'm trying to off you
Sound like a bitch that it's late, I ain't called you
Fuck you and every bitch that support you
They don't want to fight, they get slapped, then it's that
Leave you with a loss
It ain't about what I wear, I'm the bitch wearing it
The dick must be good, you hoes is sharing it
This pussy so bomb, he pull out and staring at it
I don't know, but I've been told they got a chandelier in it, aye

Hold up, bitch, be still
Hold up, hold up, bitch, be still
I'm still pretty, still bad, I'm still thick
I'm still me, therefore still talking my shit, look
Suck in the gut, uh, poke out the butt, look
I got the good bra on, holding them up
I'm still popping, still winning, you still hating
Heard you going to do something to me, I'm still waiting

(Grr)
(Grr)