Songs
Artists
Genres
Track cover Killin You Hoes

Killin You Hoes

3:49Album AM I THE DRAMA? 2025-09-19

More songs by Cardi B

  1. Up
      2:36
  2. Don’t Do Too Much
      2:21
  3. Dead
    r&b 4:27
  4. Pretty & Petty
      3:03
  5. Hello
      2:35
  6. Magnet
      2:58
All songs

Description

A smooth rush of confidence, like champagne in a jacuzzi - bubbles of chic hooliganism and slightly compromised modesty. The aura - white fingers, frighteningly cute legs and Balenciaga boots that speak louder than any apology. The bragging here is almost endearing: threats sound like a music video on repeat, half-voiced laughter and sequins that dance the Macarena in every light. Inside, it's a film without subtitles: sex symbols, the glint of jewellery and a slight anger that turns into a trophy. Malicious self-irony coexists with a celebration of victory: other people's envy is just background noise. In the end, you are left with the feeling that the whole world is a catwalk, and confidence itself is a dangerously beautiful habit.

Lyrics and translation

Original

Look, look

God, thank You for me makin' me the baddest bitch alive

Cute lil' aura, I don't know, I'm just a vibe

All-white toes lookin' like somebody's bride

Bunch of black trucks lookin' like somebody died

I say her whole name, I'll just be doin' charity

I'm nothin' like you bitches, we don't got no similarities

Fuck all you hos, lotta y'all is weird to me

Fuck niggas too, 'cause why y'all so embarrassin'? Ugh

Hos be shady anyway

She don't like me, but she would trade places any day

Are you dumb? Ass dumb fat, face dumb pretty

I never ever heard a nigga say he done with me

Come get up with me, baby, come get up with me

I think high-key hos be in love with me

Life is a movie, mine would be a sex scene

Hoppin' out jacuzzi lookin' like a wet dream

Lookin' like a check, lookin' like the baddest bitch a nigga ever met

Ghetto goddess in the flesh

Fuck you, nigga, I could give a fuck less

Nonchalant bitch, make a nigga triple text

Been runnin' shit, still ain't outta breath

Flexin' on hos, nigga, I don't even stretch, look

I ain't come here to play, I'm killin' you hos

I go to work every day, I'm killin' you hos

Hopped out lookin' good, I'm killin' you hos

Let's just get this understood, I'm killin' you hos

Cute face, slim waist, I'm killin' you hos

Not a hair outta place, I'm killin' you hos

Bitch, make no mistake, I'm killin' you hos

I'll go to jail today, I'm killin' you hos

Look, look, I mean truthfully, what can these bitches even do with me?

Light on the makeup, heavy on the jewelry

Stay gettin' tricked on, pussy gettin' licked on

Hos always talkin' 'bout me, know I'ma live long

Say what you want, but you can't call me broke

Bitches swear they will, but I know these bitches won't

I hope my name turn into glass in they throat

When I put my hands on her, she gon' say it's unprovoked, look

But I'm just life livin' (yeah), I hear wine sippin' (uh-huh)

Me and Hennessy, just cosplayin' white women

Balenciaga boots, a bitch look nice in 'em

Diamonds do the fuckin' Macarena when the lights hit 'em

Bitches can't spit, I guess they gotta swallow

Don't play with me, keep playin' with your nostrils

No respect for me, bitches wantin' less for me

It's too late, bitch, I'm a whole success story

Everythin' about you bitches fake, I don't like that

Bitches hug you to feel where to put the knife at

Always been a hothead, now my heart ice packed

40 for this croc' Birk', now it's worth twice that

Drop-top down here, flyin' in the wind

Cartiers flew off, I had to buy them shits again

This is for them days I used to opposite of win

I'm just good at gettin' up and then tryin' shit again

Man, I got this from the dirt

Tell all them hos that hatin' shit ain't gonna work

Don't like me, but guarantee my name is in her search

Must got on notifications and alerts

'Cause everythin' I do, a hatin' bitch see it first

(Hatin' bitch see it first, look)

I ain't come here to play, I'm killin' you hos

I go to work every day, I'm killin' you hos

Hopped out lookin' good, I'm killin' you hos

Let's just get this understood, I'm killin' you hos

Cute face, slim waist, I'm killin' you hos

Not a hair outta place, I'm killin' you hos

Bitch, make no mistake, I'm killin' you hos

I'll go to jail today, I'm killin' you hos

English translation

Look, look

God, thank You for me makin' me the baddest bitch alive

Cute lil' aura, I don't know, I'm just a vibe

All-white toes lookin' like somebody's bride

Bunch of black trucks lookin' like somebody died

I say her whole name, I'll just be doin' charity

I'm nothin' like you bitches, we don't got no similarities

Fuck all you hos, lotta y'all is weird to me

Fuck niggas too, 'cause why y'all so embarrassin'? Ugh

Hos be shady anyway

She don't like me, but she would trade places any day

Are you dumb? Ass dumb fat, face dumb pretty

I never ever heard a nigga say he done with me

Come get up with me, baby, come get up with me

I think high-key hos be in love with me

Life is a movie, mine would be a sex scene

Hoppin' out jacuzzi lookin' like a wet dream

Lookin' like a check, lookin' like the baddest bitch a nigga ever met

Ghetto goddess in the flesh

Fuck you, nigga, I could give a fuck less

Nonchalant bitch, make a nigga triple text

Been runnin' shit, still ain't outta breath

Flexin' on hos, nigga, I don't even stretch, look

I ain't come here to play, I'm killin' you hos

I go to work every day, I'm killin' you hos

Hopped out lookin' good, I'm killin' you hos

Let's just get this understood, I'm killin' you hos

Cute face, slim waist, I'm killin' you hos

Not a hair outta place, I'm killin' you hos

Bitch, make no mistake, I'm killin' you hos

I'll go to jail today, I'm killin' you hos

Look, look, I mean truthfully, what can these bitches even do with me?

Light on the makeup, heavy on the jewelry

Stay gettin' tricked on, pussy gettin' licked on

Hos always talkin' 'bout me, know I'ma live long

Say what you want, but you can't call me broke

Bitches swear they will, but I know these bitches won't

I hope my name turn into glass in they throat

When I put my hands on her, she gon' say it's unprovoked, look

But I'm just life livin' (yeah), I hear wine sippin' (uh-huh)

Me and Hennessy, just cosplayin' white women

Balenciaga boots, a bitch look nice in 'em

Diamonds do the fuckin' Macarena when the lights hit 'em

Bitches can't spit, I guess they gotta swallow

Don't play with me, keep playin' with your nostrils

No respect for me, bitches wantin' less for me

It's too late, bitch, I'm a whole success story

Everythin' about you bitches fake, I don't like that

Bitches hug you to feel where to put the knife at

Always been a hothead, now my heart ice packed

40 for this croc' Birk', now it's worth twice that

Drop-top down here, flyin' in the wind

Cartiers flew off, I had to buy them shits again

This is for them days I used to opposite of win

I'm just good at gettin' up and then tryin' shit again

Man, I got this from the dirt

Tell all them hos that hatin' shit ain't gonna work

Don't like me, but guarantee my name is in her search

Must got on notifications and alerts

'Cause everythin' I do, a hatin' bitch see it first

(Hatin' bitch see it first, look)

I ain't come here to play, I'm killin' you hos

I go to work every day, I'm killin' you hos

Hopped out lookin' good, I'm killin' you hos

Let's just get this understood, I'm killin' you hos

Cute face, slim waist, I'm killin' you hos

Not a hair outta place, I'm killin' you hos

Bitch, make no mistake, I'm killin' you hos

I'll go to jail today, I'm killin' you hos

Watch video Cardi B - Killin You Hoes

Track statistics:

Streams Spotify

Chart positions Spotify

Chart peaks

Views YouTube

Chart positions Apple Music

Shazams Shazam

Chart positions Shazam