I'm in that new school G5 WAGON
Color komodo dragon
My ******* looks like she Jasmine
My ***** looks like Aladdin.
NKOTB, *******
All these ******* is has beens
I CPR'd the game,
And now all these ******* is gasping.
I be on that other,
***** don't get me aggy.
I'm Mrs. Fatality
Endings do not be happy.
These lose as* ******* know
I never gotta stunt
Talk behind my back
Cause they never in the front.
******* bow down better
Give me what I want,
Feed me berries out in Paris,
While I'm counting my crossaint.
These ******* as awful
And me I spit that gospel.
Lyrical, biblical
Holy ghost, pentecostal
And *******, don't run up on
I give the fade to who want me
And you don't want that shade,
You better off where it's sunny.
And I don't need no friends,
*******, I'm better off with my money.
Just alert the f*cking masses
And let em know that it's coming.
I was wearing it first
I'm on that f*ck what you say
It's my way
Fa*******on week
I'm out here slaying
Dressed in like all the latest
******* you know, my money long
Everybody sing this song.
I'm not even concerned
I'm on that f*ck what you say
It's my way
Fa*******on week
I'm out here slaying
Dressed in like all the latest
Killing these mother f*ckers
And sh*tting on all these haters.
I'm in that new school G5 WAGON
Color komodo dragon
Riding beside a baddie that
Only cares about fa*******on.
I'm in that new school R8 Spyder
I'm not known as Messiah
riding beside a baddie
That only wants to get higher.
I'm in that brand new Murcielago
On my way out to cabo
riding beside a baddie
That's never once left Toronto
I was wearing it first
I'm on that f*ck what you say
It's my way
Fa*******on week
Dressed in like all the latest
I'm out here slaying
******* you know, my money long
Everybody sing this song.
I'm not even concerned
I'm on that f*ck what you say
It's my way
Fa*******on week
I'm out here slaying
Dressed in like all the latest
Killing these mother f*ckers
And sh*tting on all these haters.
Yo, I like to brag alone
F*ck dudes, I'm rag and bone
Obsess over chicks who look like Mary Kate and Ashley clones
Helmut Lang & Philiph Lim
Trashy *******, in classy clothes
Pop that sh*t, then pop them pills
Til I feel like a fancy drone
Never catch me at the club
I get high and dance alone
*******, I'm on that boss sh*t
On that upper echelon
Yall *****s know what kind of X I'm on
Yall ******* scared get your sweat shop on.
And I'm running everything
With a mother f*cking sprain
Watching the rest of yall
Get your rest stops on.
I was wearing it first
I'm on that f*ck what you say
It's my way
Fa*******on week
I'm out here slaying
Dressed in like all the latest
******* you know, my money long
Everybody sing this song.
I'm not even concerned
I'm on that f*ck what you say
It's my way
Fa*******on week
I'm out here slaying
Dressed in like all the latest
Killing these mother f*ckers
And sh*tting on all these haters.
Everybody sing this song
Everybody sing this song
Everybody sing this song