[Intro]
F  Dm7  Am  C
 
F  Dm7  D7sus4  Am  C
 
[Verse]
Look
               F
I just want to break up all your shit
Dm7                  D7sus4        Am
Call your mama phone, let her know that she raised a bitch
     C (stop) N.C.
Then dial tone, click
                     F
And fuck your little fake ass friends
                   Dm7         D7sus4
Come around acting like they my bros
             Am
I seen y'all little group texts
                      C
Where you all like to brag about your hoes
            F
And you can tell your little bitch
                Dm7           D7sus4
I screenshotted all her naked pics
                   Am
Oh, you wanna send nudes to my man?
                     C             C (stop)
Wake up and see your boobs on the 'gram?
 
[Verse]
N.C.          F                   Dm7             D7sus4
Little bitch, I cannot stand you, right hand to Jesus
 
I might just cut all the tongues out your sneakers
Am
Smash your TV from Best Buy
C
You gon' turn me into into Left Eye
F
I don't wanna hear 'bout invasion of privacy
Dm7                 D7sus4
I had a feeling, it turns out you lie to me
    Am
I'm holding back everything that's inside of me
C (stop) N.C.
How you all fuckin' with bitches that follow me?
 
[Bridge]
   F                Dm7       Dm     Am
My heart is beating like it's bleeding out
                       C
(You sleeping, you sleeping, you sleeping)
        C/G
You sleeping like a baby
F            Dm7     Dm    Am
Everyone was right about you now, and
                       C                 C/G
(You creeping, you creeping, you creeping)
 
[Chorus]
                    F            F6 Dm7
I went through your phone last night
       Dm         Am        Asus4 C6 C
I went through your phone last night
                  F          F6 Dm7
Saw some things I didn't like
       Dm         Am              Asus4 C6
I went through your phone last night
     C
It's killing me, killing me, killing me, oh
 
[Verse]
F                        Dm7
All I can see is you and her in different scenarios
   Am                   C
Beyoncé on my stereo, resentment on repeat
      F                            Dm7               (stop)
I'mma make a bowl of cereal with a teaspoon of bleach
Am                                         C           (stop)
Serve it to you like, "Here you go, nigga, bon appétit"
N.C.         F
Look did you give it to her raw? You love her or nah?
                    Dm7                    Dm
You risk your whole home for a hoe from the bar?
    Am
You really want them hoes? You can have them bitches
C
You don't even cheat with no bad bitches
 
[Verse]
F
This shit is eating me, you sleeping peacefully
Dm7                      Dm
Getting more mad at you, thinking 'bout stabbing you
Am
Don't even know that you this close to dying
C (stop) N.C.
You gon' wake up like, "Why you got an attitude?"
 
[Bridge]
   F                Dm7       Dm     Am
My heart is beating like it's bleeding out
                        C
(You sleeping, you sleeping, you sleeping)
        C/G
You sleeping like a baby
F            Dm7     Dm    Am
Everyone was right about you now, and
                        C            C/G
(You creeping, you creeping, you creeping)
 
[Chorus]
                    F            F6 Dm7
I went through your phone last night
       Dm         Am             Asus4 C
I went through your phone last night
C/G             F          F6 Dm7
Saw some things I didn't like
       Dm         Am              Asus4
I went through your phone last night
     C
It's killing me, killing me, killing me, oh
 
     F
It's killing me
     Dm7                     Dm
It's killing me, killing me, killing me, oh
     Am
It's killing me
     C
It's killing me, killing me, killing me, oh
     F
It's killing me
     Dm7                     Dm
It's killing me, killing me, killing me, oh
     Am            C
It's killing me
 
[Chorus]
                    F            F6 Dm7
I went through your phone last night
       Dm         Am             Asus4 C
I went through your phone last night
C/G             F          F6 Dm7
Saw some things I didn't like
       Dm         Am              Asus4
I went through your phone last night
     C                                     (stop)
It's killing me, killing me, killing me, oh
              [Cardi B:]
Look, I just want to break up all your shit, call your mama phone
Let her know that she raised a bitch, then dial tone, click
And fuck your little fake ass friends
Come around acting like they my bros
I seen y'all little group texts
Where you all like to brag about your hoes
And you can tell your little bitch
I screenshotted all her naked pics
Oh, you wanna send nudes to my man?
Wake up and see your boobs on the 'Gram?
Lil' bitch, I cannot stand you, right hand to Jesus
I might just cut all the tongues out your sneakers
Smash your TV from Best Buy
You gon' turn me into Left Eye
I don't wanna hear 'bout invasion of privacy
I had a feeling, it turns out you lie to me
I'm holding back everything that's inside of me
How you out fucking with bitches that follow me?

[Ali Tamposi & Cardi B:]
My heart is beating like it's bleeding out
You sleeping, you sleeping, you sleeping
You sleeping like a baby
Everyone was right about you now, and
You creeping, you creeping, you creeping

I went through your phone last night
I went through your phone last night
Saw some things I didn't like
I went through your phone last night
It's killing me, killing me, killing me, oh

[Cardi B:]
All I can see is you and her in different scenarios
Beyoncé on my stereo, "Resentment" on repeat
I'ma make your bowl of cereal with a teaspoon of bleach
Serve it to you like, "Here you go, nigga, bon appétit"
Look, did you give it to her raw? You love her or nah?
You risk your whole home for a hoe from the bar?
You really want them hoes? You can have them bitches
You don't even cheat with no badder bitches
This shit is eating me, you sleeping peacefully
Getting more mad at you, thinking 'bout stabbing you
Don't even know that you this close to dying
You gon' wake up like, "Why you got an attitude?"

[Ali Tamposi & Cardi B:]
My heart is beating like it's bleeding out
You sleeping, you sleeping, you sleeping
You sleeping like a baby
Everyone was right about you now, and
You creeping, you creeping, you creeping

I went through your phone last night
I went through your phone last night
Saw some things I didn't like
I went through your phone last night
It's killing me, killing me, killing me, oh

It's killing me
It's killing me, killing me, killing me, oh
It's killing me
It's killing me, killing me, killing me, oh
It's killing me
It's killing me, killing me, killing me, oh
It's killing me

I went through your phone last night
I went through your phone last night
Saw some things I didn't like
I went through your phone last night
It's killing me, killing me, killing me, oh              
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