Like What (Freestyle) Lyrics – Cardi B

[Intro: Cardi B]
Ayo, let me put some gas in this motherf**king year, b!tch
I ain't really talked my sh!t in a minute
Like who the f**k these b!tches really think they talking to?
Like, b!tch, is you f**king dumb?

[Chorus: Cardi B]
Classy and a cunt (And a cunt)
Blocks and money getting spunt (Getting spunt)
Like (Like), like what? (Like what?)
Like a Coach bag, baby, this ain't what you want (Nah)
If I ask for it, all I wanna hear is, "Yes" (Yes)
B!tch said she wanna be my opp, God bless (God bless)
Look, I ain't even got dressed
Any L that I took, come after YS
Oh, man (Oh, man)

[Verse 1: Cardi B]
Baby, here we go again (Here we go again)
Pu**y real fat, probably got a double chin
First, that b!tch hate me, then this b!tch hate me
And somehow, they link up and they become friends, like, how?
B!tch, pipe down (Pipe down)
Moodboard, all y'all imitating my style (Mm)
Bad b!tch, red lips, let me show you
White toes, eating yellowtail out of Nobu
Uh, keep a hater obsessed
In my comments, having a d!ck sucking contest (Contest)
I'm pressure, y'all pressed (Y'all pressed)
Y'all don't get addressed, y'all's getting outdressed, look (Okurrr)
It's a look when I'm hopping out the V (Uh-huh)
Red wig hanging down to my knees (Uh-huh)
It's your birthday, but they talking 'bout me ('Bout me)
Why you mad? Take a picture, say, "Cheese" (Say, "Cheese")
You dumb, you slow, you wilding (Ah, you wilding)
Got your first pair of Ricks, now you styling? (Ah, you styling)
Everything you got, I had five years before
I put it on the 'Gram (Hahahaha) 'fore it even hit the store, look

[Chorus: Cardi B]
Classy and a cunt (And a cunt, uh-huh)
Blocks and money getting spunt (Getting spunt)
Like (Like), like what? (Like what?)
Like a Coach bag, baby, this ain't what you want (Uh-huh)
If I ask for it, all I wanna hear is, "Yes" (Yes)
B!tch said she wanna be my opp, God bless (God bless)
Look, I ain't even got dressed
Any L that I took, come after YS
Oh, man (Ah)

[Verse 2: Cardi B]
I know y'all b!tches be horsing (Horsing)
Looking this good is really exhausting (Exhausting)
Diamonds hit, Stone Cold Steve Austin (Brr)
Just got my lasered pu**y smooth like a dolphin (Agh)
Top notch b!tch get the most, not the lesser (Uh)
B!tches look big like third trimester (Yes)
Every time I pose, these b!tches get stress-er
Y'all be putting on sh!t, I don't never
B!tches be hating on the low, I peep it
If I say anything mean, I mean it
I ain't never lost no n!gga I needed
I'm rich, I ain't getting in no pool that's not heated (Nah)
Big as* yacht and I'm having sex on it
Her life so trash, think I put a hex on it
B!tches be laughing, like, ho, what's funny?
You bragging on a n!gga that be dying to f**k me (F**k me)

[Chorus: Cardi B]
Classy and a cunt (And a cunt, uh-huh)
Blocks and money getting spunt (Getting spunt)
Like (Like), like what? (Like what?)
Like a Coach bag, baby, this ain't what you want (Uh-huh)
If I ask for it, all I wanna hear is, "Yes" (Yes)
B!tch said she wanna be my opp, God bless (God bless)
Look, I ain't even got dressed
Any L that I took, come after YS
Oh, man