That´s what I thought you said
Now let me offer this as a rebuttal
Aye gang gang, aye
Aye gang gang

I said lil bitch I be ballin´ but I´m dodging them courts
I just signed another deal, daddy hatin´ of course
He don´t wanna see me win, instead he lyin´ in court
Fake ass artists don´t like me, throwin´ rocks at my fort
Big ass crib off in the hills, you couldn´t hit if you tried
Just made history, and I ain´t slip I´m still on the rise
They take pictures, need a witness, now I´m flexin´ like it´s fitness
All this fame don´t mean I still won´t knock a bitch right out they britches
Been in my bag, money I´ll snag, fresh off the jet in L.A

These bitches are gay, lookin´ like drags, might as well get ´em a mask
I got it made now, crib wit´ a maid now
First they switched on me, they wishin´ they stayed down
We got stats up, me and you don´t match up
What you make a year ain´t even half of what they tax us
What you earnin´ that´s just something to eat
I´ll embarrass you, I´ll have you sittin´ suckin´ your teeth
They burn bridges, I´ll burn money like it´s nothin´ to me
Bitch I´m a star, I´m iconic, you ain´t nothin´ like me
When they find you on the scene, there ain´t nothin´ to see
The Gucci store in my account I´m seein´ nothin´ but G´s

I got blue bell on my wrists and blue bands in my pocket
11 mili on the gram, bitch I´m extra poppin´
Couple foreigns in my driveway, must be border hoppin´
Blowin´ up the feds, watchin´ like I´m more than coppin´
But I won´t ever change, swervin´ through these lanes
Cost of fame, now they speak my name, but I´m on my game
Want these racks, you can keep the change, fans go insane
Lil baby fuckin´ up these commas, rubbin off the paint