Truth Hurts (DaBaby Remix)

Why're men great 'til they gotta be great?
 Huh?
 Woo
 I just took a DNA test, turns out I'm 100% that bitch
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 Even when I'm crying crazy
 Yeah, I got boy problems, that's the human in me
 Bling bling, then I solve 'em, that's the goddess in me
 I just took a DNA test
 And it told me I'm the realest pretty
 Chocolate nigga out here with some good dick,
 No cap, and I can have a bitch from Harvard with
 A 8-year degree, I prolly still'd rather pull up with
 A hood bitch (Let's go), uh
 Now she wanna trip on me (Know what?)
 I was doin' my thing, she was backin' it up
 She was puttin' them hips on me
 You know when your friend with the red hair was
 In town you was puttin' them lips on me (Mwah)
 And I just keep gettin' lips from 'em
 But I know what to do, I put dick on ya
 Your friends like to talk 'bout the stuff that I do (Uh-huh)
 But your friends wanna fuck on me too (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
 And the way that you treat me, I wanna get even
 I'm thinkin' like what should I do? (Hmm)
 But I know how you move outta spite
 She bigger, I prolly lose in a fight
 And I'ma talk my shit, but I'm in love with
 Her big fine ass so I'ma do what she like
 She told me
 Why're men great 'til they gotta be great?
 ('Til they gotta be great) (What you mean?)
 Don't text me, tell it straight to my face
 (Tell it straight to my face)
 Best friend sat me down in the salon chair
 (Down in the salon chair) Shampoo press
 Get you out of my hair, fresh photos with the bomb lighting
 (With the bomb lighting)
 New man on the Minnesota Vikings (Minnesota Vikings)
 Truth hurts, needed something more exciting (Yee)
 Bom bom bi dom bi dum bum bay (Eh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
 You tried to break my heart?
 Oh, that breaks my heart
 That you thought you ever had it
 No, you ain't from the start
 Hey, I'm glad you're back with your bitch
 I mean, who would wanna hide this?
 I will never, ever, ever, ever, ever be your side chick
 I put the sing in single
 Ain't worried 'bout a ring on my finger
 So you can tell your friend, "Shoot your shot"
 When you see 'em, it's okay, he already in my DMs
 Why're men great 'til they gotta be great?
 ('Til they gotta be great) Don't text me
 Tell it straight to my face (Tell it straight to my face)
 Best friend sat me down in the salon chair
 (Down in the salon chair) Shampoo press
 Get you out of my hair, Fresh photos with the bomb lighting
 (With the bomb lighting)
 New man on the Minnesota Vikings (Minnesota Vikings)
 Truth hurts, needed something more exciting (Yee)
 Bom bom bi dom bi dum bum bay (Eh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
 I'ma hit you back in a minute (Yeah, yeah)
 I don't play tag, bitch, I been it (One time)
 We don't fuck with lies (Two times)
 We don't do goodbyes (Woo)
 We just keep it pushing like ay-ay-ay
 I'ma hit you back in a minute (Yeah, yeah)
 I don't play tag, bitch, I been it (One time)
 We don't fuck with lies (Two times)
 We don't do goodbyes (Woo)
 We just keep it pushing like ay-ay-ay (Woo)
 Why're men great 'til they gotta be great?
 ('Til they gotta be great) Don't text me
 Tell it straight to my face (Tell it straight to my face)
 Best friend sat me down in the salon chair
 (Down in the salon chair) Shampoo press
 Get you out of my hair, fresh photos with the bomb lighting
 (With the bomb lighting)
 New man on the Minnesota Vikings (Minnesota Vikings)
 Truth hurts, needed something more exciting (Yee)
 Bom bom bi dom bi dum bum bay (Eh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
 With the bomb lighting
 Minnesota Vikings
 Yee, eh, yeah, yeah, yeah