Lyrics

[INTRO]
(Alambama!)
Yeah, we in the building,
You thought you was sick? Wait 'til you see this!

[VERSE 1]
Dropping tracks while I’m throwing racks,
You flexing hard, but girl, what’s up with that?
Your man’s got you acting tough, but we all know,
Behind that fake smile, you drowning in woe.

Got your girls on the side, they all agreeing,
You thick on the grams, but girl, what you meaning?
Filters and poses, you painted that scene,
But when the lights go low, girl, who’s keeping it real?

[CHORUS]
So sick, but you ain't got the cure,
Thought you was on the rise, girl, but you unsure.
Dropping tracks, while I’m throwing racks, can we light it up,
'Cause your game’s a bluff, you ain't tough enough.

[VERSE 2]
Scrolling through the gram, your life is a show,
Can't tell what's real when it’s all for the dough.
Living that facade, but girl, let me say,
Your worse fade won’t come from your man babe


Your man cleaning hit you a little too hard,
Built like a castle, but it’s falling apart.
Girls thick on the surface, but what’s underneath?
Got a heart that’s heavy and a bite with no teeth.

[CHORUS]
So sick, but you ain't got the cure,
Thought you was on the rise, girl, but you unsure.
Dropping tracks, throwing racks, can we light it up,
'Cause your game’s a bluff, you ain't tough enough.

[BRIDGE]
Oh, girl, I see you trying
Shaking your booty shots got me crying
Whoever said they good was really lying
Call me a nepo baby
But doctor Phil gave you screening

[HOOK]
(Alambama!)
A little tough love, you know it’s true,
Let the world see the real, let ‘em hate you too.

[CHORUS]
So sick, but you ain't got the cure,
Thought you was on the rise, girl, but you unsure.
Dropping tracks, throwing racks, can we light it up,
I’m after your boyfriend
Got another bang for your buck
Then when I leave
I know their 10 guys waiting to f-(shhhh)