I'm just one with three baths, I could all dayI got small, two, you could ride dayI piss fifties and leave the seat upDolce bottom feet of the Dolce to dine deeperWalking over, then kick my feet upCause I'm a, I'm a divaCheck my bracket and tell me I ain't a keeperThis outfit'll cause a fever, this s*** will make them believe usMy jacket, chinchilla, cheetah, I'm wedded, they her KatrinaWed like Trina, Frida, Queen LaShivaShe'll a diva, face like Rita, shoes on bleederCall her Miss Johnson, real John Cena, anything to squeeze her, pleaserShe a real diva, she don't like me, me neitherShawty wanna treat her, eat her, rockstar BeatlesShawty wanna ride two-seater, that ain't no rollie, that's a CasioAin't her support, just step a patioYou must've missed her, drippin'Slippin' side to b***h, tight as a Spaghetti-oI'm in love with this scenarioI need some drugs for this scenarioI need a check, a cash, a leather bag, I'm in need, boy, for this scenarioLil' white b***h on deep pops, she a lit teapotTwo left feet, them Reeboks, Shawty did freelance, now she a freakThought she'd never let the b***h alone with my seat modsNow the b***h skip hip, poppin' in my ReeboksTalkin' bout a detox, f*** like a beatboxAll grown up, lookin' like Celine, not that booty cheapBut you can go cheap outThat booty cheap, ain't even peakedI need that booty for keeps, that booty ringAin't even G, that booty fake, I'm the leaderFree like an animal, free like a candy barShe holly-flamin' ball, free like a MarigoldLet me jump inside a Shawty f*** like a candy barFree, free, free, freeI wish that to all of you b***hsI blew 50 racks in one summerI think I deserve a new HummerI still clap for b***hs I'm front ofThat rap b***h be the new runnerMan, they can't predict how I'll startJust make sure that you lookWith my lunchDiamonds bustin' out to my frontAnd f*** my b***h, cause don't you too bluntI will poke like I'm a new beltPopeye strong, cause I eat my kaleLight my dart, don't f*** no mailCause a scene, cause I'm a post-baleFeel like Bogus, trip on my shouldersWon't tip bogus, still at the topSold you, so deep, so bogusHow you bold, I can't see the frontThey want a police, so shout out my niecesStay on the defense, this leech isCan't take a plan B, moves on to plan CWild like a bear, she f*** ate youF***in' panda party like GatsbyI'm ready to lose in the GatsbyI don't get jet lagged, I just takeBC, I'm that f*** that won't be around meThe belt is BB, nickname CeceCould've bought Cece, see the one DDSuck on my pee-pee, so pee-weeMoney green like seaweed, but I see beanieYou small pop, f***in' been a preemieEatin' all the lamb, I forgot the gheeDon't try this at home, it f***in' look easyEasy, easy, my money fleek, fleekBody petite, killin' these f***, they know it was meShe can't think for herself, so we call her a sheShe, she, Lobo PProvide all my jeans, luggage I'm rollin' aroundLouis V, got on red bottles, feel like Cardi BGot hit with Dorico, that f*** started singin' likeShe was on GleeSubtitles by the Amara.org community