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Lyrics by：Brittney Parks/Ben Dickey/Simon Axel Hessman/Jordan Day Reid/James McCall

There she go on a roll

Let her know seventh floor

Here I go you should know

You don't gotta do this all alone

Oh my God Britt

They gon' have a fit when they hear this ****

So independent

Don't need no man to pay my rent

They gon' get so sick

They gon' quarantine when they hear this ****

All these stank breath *****es

All these stank-a*s *****es need to take a mint

Those friends over there say they got your back

Seem to never be there when you need a hand

Never trap alone always go in packs

Well I never been that really good at that

While my blessings drop like strippers on my lap

Gotta love that big black cat cat

What'd you say

There she go on a roll

Let her know seventh floor

Here I go you should know

You don't gotta do this all alone

Oh my God Britt

They gon' have a fit when they hear this ****

So independent

Don't need no man to pay my rent

They gon' get so sick

They gon' quarantine when they hear this ****

All these stank breath *****es

Oh my God

All these stank-a*s *****es need to take a mint

Then I ran into fake *****es and fake friends

They don't really come around when you really need them

When you really need some soup they not really there for you

On your ****ing doorstep when you got the flu

They don't think that you're the one

But they want to eat off you

When you got new shoes and a boo

Hit them like a ****ing snooze

Girl let me tell you about this incident with this chick

We had a friendship but it wasn't really even legit

You knew my life has been weird since I moved to LA

So it should make sense to you why I'm acting this way

I was there for you even on your birthday

I bought cake macaroons and a ****ing pony

But these days you the one that's acting ****ing phoney

You little party-a*s ***** pin it on the donkey

Why you twisting up what I say to you

I messed up to think I should have put my hands on you

A choke hug and a tug would have done you good

Then you never would have thought to come around my hood

Don't get it misunderstood I wish you well

And I hope you find someone to deal with all that

'Cause I ain't got the time for it

And next time I won't hold back

Oh my God Britt

They gon' have a fit when they hear this ****

So independent

Don't need no man to pay my rent

They gon' get so sick

They gon' quarantine when they hear this ****

All these stank breath *****es

Oh my God

All these