Runway, bitch, better run away
I tell her, "Don´t ???, another way"
It´s the B-R-E-E
It´s the B-R-E-E

Tell a bitch that I just iced the neck, the set
What´s next? The cheques
It´s the way that I look, I dress
The gala, the Met
It´s the way that these bitches pressed
I don´t ever rest, she can´t sleep where I sleep
Tell her, "Get like me"
Make these bitches, "Ah", got these niggas, "Ooh"
I do all that shit these bitches want to
Ah, ooh, yeah, ooh
Okay, alla, alla, kudda, kudda, arra
I´m a, I´m a brat, got these niggas on lock
Have him fallin´ to his knees like he prayin´ to Allah
Got this nigga dumb whipped like a valet with a car (Haha)
Make these bitches, "Ah", got these niggas, "Ooh"
Yeah, ooh

I know what he likes, and it ain´t you hoes
I know what he likes, and it ain´t you hoes

It´s the B-R-E-E-E, B-R-E-E-E
If they gon´ see my niggas, they gon´ have to see me
If they gon´ see my bitches, they gon´ have to see me
It´s the B-R-E-E-E, B-R-E-E-E
If they gon´ see my niggas, they gon´ have to see me
If they gon´ see my bitches, they gon´ have to see me

My Chanel´s a big body, I really am somebody
I´m late for the party, flew my outfit straight from Paris
He gon´ spend everything, I don´t have to give punani (Ah)

This ´nani is a ´Rari, no, you can´t rev it for me (Ah, ah, ah)
If you ain´t got the budget, I´ma call you right back
It´s Runway in this bitch and the "R" stands for racks
I know what he likes, and it ain´t you hoes
I know what he likes, and it ain´t you hoes
If you ain´t got the budget, I´ma call you right back
It´s Runway in this bitch and the "R" stands for racks
I know what he likes, and it ain´t you hoes
I know what he likes, and it ain´t you hoes

It´s the B-R-E-E-E, B-R-E-E-E
If they gon´ see my niggas, they gon´ have to see me

If they gon´ see my bitches, they gon´ have to see me
It´s the B-R-E-E-E, B-R-E-E-E
If they gon´ see my niggas, they gon´ have to see me
If they gon´ see my bitches, they gon´ have to see me