Look what you did
I booked all your life
You're out of my life
But you made me a monster (monster)
But don't feel a thing now (yeah)
My heart is in chrome (heart is in chrome)
You're out of my life (bye)
But you made me a monster (yeah)

You can hop in the back, 'cause my ego's ridin' beside me now
And I don't give a fuck if your mama says, she don't like me now (not one fuck)
I peeped game that you're lookin' for someone like me now
Yeah, I got your text
But you can't find me now, I'm gone off the block (I'm a ghost)

The bitches you want, want me (mm, yeah)
The bitches you want, want me (mm, yeah)
Walked out the fight with no fuckin' bruises (yeah)
The bitches you want, want me (mm, yeah)
The bitches you want, want me (mm, yeah)
I walked out the fight with no fuckin' bruises (yeah)

Who's a bitch now? Whoa
Who's a bitch now? Whoa

Queen St. West (mm)
We fucked in the back of your Chevy (skrrt)
Not enough dough for a telly (broke ass)
But you had enough dollars for strippers and dollars for rubbers
That you know that we never used on each other
'Cause you said, "It's cool, ma, we love one another"
But tears that you cause are tears that you earn, boy (boy)
So when I dodge your call, let me know how it hurts, boy
I feel like I deserve to know

The bitches you want, want me (yeah)
The bitches you want, want me (yeah)
I walked out the fight with no fuckin' bruises (hasta la vista, baby)
The bitches you want, want me (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
The bitches you want, want me (yeah)
I walked out the fight with no fuckin' bruises

So who's the bitch now?
(You made me a monster)
So who's the bitch now?
(You made me a monster)
Who's the bitch now? Whoa
(Monster)
Who's the bitch now? Whoa
(Not me, I guess you, ha-ha-ha)

Copyright: BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Andrew Wansel, Daoud Anthony, Duwayne Phinisey, Jessie Reyez