My Fault

Hmm, hmm-mm-mm Turn me up, Yella Yeah, it ain't my fault that he be on my line Girl, if I want him, I can make him mine (huh) It ain't my fault that I ain't got the time (huh) I've been too busy out here gettin' mine It ain't my fault I hit the bank and make a mess (yes) You got no money, now you pressed and upset (yes) It ain't my fault I'm that bitch, take a pic (quick!) It ain't my fault I'm droppin' hit after hit (yeah) It ain't my fault I caught you stuntin' (that ain't my fault) It ain't my fault your nigga want it (that ain't my fault) I got that flavor that make 'em want to taste it (hmm) It ain't my fault I come through drippin' in the lace (yeah) Bring out them bottles, get it poppin' over, red and vodka All these bitches looking messy, they should play some soccer Girl, you doing terrible, you lookin' like a toddler And I got a check-up before I hit the doctor (whoo) Boy, get out my face with that fake chain Okay, that nigga funny, I'ma call 'em Martin Payne I got him mad at me, but they ain't gon' do a thing Thought I was done 'til I came back like a boomerang They man watching, now you mad, you mad Fuck it, I just want that bag, that bag They say I've been living fast (er, er, er) I didn't love him in the past (that ain't my fault) It ain't my fault that he be on my line (that ain't my fault) Girl, if I want him, I can make him mine (that ain't my fault) It ain't my fault that I ain't got the time (that ain't my fault) I've been too busy (uh-huh) out here gettin' mine (yeah) It ain't my fault I hit the bank and make a mess (that ain't my fault) You got no money, now you pressed and upset (that ain't my fault) It ain't my fault I'm that bitch, take a pic, quick! (That ain't my fault) It ain't my fault I'm droppin' hit after hit, yeah, yeah (hit after hit) It's your girl, Pretty Porcelain (that ain't my fault) And now I'm back (that ain't my fault) (That ain't my fault) (That ain't my fault) (That ain't my fault) (That ain't my fault) (That ain't my fault) (That ain't my fault)