Dead (feat. Summer Walker)
 作词 : Belcalis Almanzar/Samuel Jimenez/James D. Steed/Argel Armando Lara Cuesta/Hide/Matthew “Sean Island” Allen/Saleem Allen/Omar Lateef Thorpe/Jordan Thorpe
 作曲 : Belcalis Almanzar/Samuel Jimenez/James D. Steed/Argel Armando Lara Cuesta/Hide/Matthew “Sean Island” Allen/Saleem Allen/Omar Lateef Thorpe/Jordan Thorpe
 制作人 : DJ SwanQo/Smash David/Sean Island/Octane/Lateef/Argel/Hide
[Intro: Summer Walker]
Grammy-Award-winning recording artist Cardi B, known for her chart-topping hits—
Now stands accused of a crime spree that has left a trail of devastation and the fear
National rap superstar is on the run after being linked to a series brutal killings
And report any sightings immediately
According to police, the victim—
Cardi B, who has always been a controversial
Bloggers, journalists, and most challengely several female rappers
If these allegations are true, it will undoubtedly be one of the darkest chapters in the music history
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Summer Walker]
I took that deep into the red, I gone fast (Fast)
Mirror, mirror, who the baddest bitch, she looking back
I know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold
I don't think these bitches know
I want their heads, I want them begging for their life, I want them dead
I know they heard a bitch was coming and they scared
I want to pull the lace fronts off their heads
I want all these bitches dead

[Verse: Cardi B]
Can't compete with me, I'm not the one
I tell hoes to suck my dick, they put their hair up in a bun
I let these bitches see
I should've left these hoes with none
Never smart or beef with me, what can I say?
These hoes be dumb, bitches love to die young
Look, the water fountain, put my toes in it
Music fire, put my soul in it
My coochie and my business
These bitches love putting they nose in it
Tell a bitch, you better use your head
Before I come there, put a hole in it
Like, pow, pow, pow, now she can bowl with it
They say, Cardi, you tweaking
Nah, I don't be tweaking enough
Bitches be doing shit and I be letting it slide
And I don't be bringing it up
Bitches be out here telling lies about me
And y'all just be eating it up
But when I drag it to hell "Cardi, you evil as ****"
She say my name, she getting belt
She think I'm playing, she getting belt
When we go in the store, don't touch nothing
You complain or you getting belt
I cried three hundred days last year and none of y'all called me up
And like those tears that ran down my cheek
Y'all 'bout to be salty as ****, girl
Guess who drop a thousand times and none of it's working
Guess who doing Shorts for damn near free and pockets hurting
Guess who make sure that she pay nice when we in person
And guess who done bodied up more bitches than they surgeon, uh
I'm collecting body bags like they purses
I don't even rap no more, I drive hearses
Bitches got some nerve and them be nervous (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Don't tell me, tell customer service
Not for nothing, I'm that bitch
I look good, plus I'm thick
If you get money and you cute, then bae, you basically my twin
You been here since what's poppin', then we basically locked in
You don't see me get knocked down nine times, still get up ten
They still mad about that Grammy
They still mad that I'm still poppin'
They still mad that they don't play her in the club and I went dominant
[?] I rebranded, revamped it
But I ain't do nothin', had another baby
I was pre-eclamptic, you gotta love it
Niggas tweaking up, in front of the world, what?
They do a bitch like that if I'm your— Huh
I tried to come in peace, they tore me in a pieces
Now I got a R.I.P

[Chorus: Summer Walker & Cardi B]
I want their heads, I want them begging for their life, I want them dead
I know they heard a bitch was coming and they scared
I want to pull the layers fronts off their heads
I want all these bitches dead
If you not my bitch, you just a bitch, then you a opp
If you with that bitch, when I come get her, you gon' die
Rap, beem, shot, bap
Uh, I want all these bitches dead

[Outro: Summer Walker & SZA]
Gone in the seas, capisce
Know I won't [?], tell how these bitches sleep
Look at me to strength, 'cause all these bitches weak
Man, I swear, I want these bitches all dead
I [?don't these] begging for their life
You playing with me, you [?] the night
I'll do more than [?], that's right
Man, I swear that I want these bitches are dead
Dead, die, dead, uh
 监制 : Darrale Jones/Jonathan “Brooklyn Johnny” Descartes
 录音 : David “Dos Dias” Bishop/Evan LaRay
 母带工程师 : Colin Leonard
 人声 : Cardi B
 混音师 : Leslie Brathwaite