Boy, boy, boy, boy
Boy, boy, boy, boy
Uh, turn that boy to a fan, turn that bitch to a fiend, ugh
I know where these bitches sleep, see me in they dreams
P-p-put young JR on the court, bitch, I'm makin' that three
I-I-I been keeping that score since I learned how to read
I get paid end of the week, you can buy everything, yeah, uh
I don't even use this, baby, I don't get to wasting, uh, uh
I'ma hit the stage in my Prada frames, uh, uh
I'ma hit the stage in my Prada frames, ayy, uh
Used to sample screams, now I do that shit myself
Uh, I go on stage, they scream 'cause these tickets fuckin' sell, ayy
Any bitch that beef with me, I-I just pray they get some help, uh
We say your name, it's memes, if you laugh, go straight to Hell
Uh, turn that boy to a fan, turn that bitch to a fiend, ugh
I know where these bitches sleep, see me in they dreams
P-p-put young JR on the court, bitch, I'm makin' that three
I-I-I been keeping that score since I learned how to read
You 'posed to be on my team, I'ma just let that bird go tweet
Indie rock in a runway piece, you cannot find this shit on the street
I still rock that North Face coat, this Coachtopia bag on me
Call up PSE&G, that ho done switched up on me, uh
He call me a brat, like my fav' color green, uh, uh
He call me a brat, like my fav' color green, uh, uh
Watch that shit go splat, it's my enemies, uh, uh
Watch that shit go splat, it's my enemies, uh
I get paid end of the week, you can buy everything, yeah, uh
I don't even use this, baby, I don't get to wasting, uh, uh
I'ma hit the stage in my Prada frames, uh, uh (boy)
I'ma hit the stage in my Prada frames, uh, uh
I'ma hit the stage in my Prada frames, uh, uh
I'ma hit the stage in my Prada frames, uh, uh
I'ma hit the stage in my Prada frames, uh, uh
I'ma hit the stage in my Prada frames, uh
Uh, turn that boy to a fan, turn that bitch to a fiend, ugh
I know where these bitches sleep, see me in they dreams
P-p-put young JR on the court, bitch, I'm makin' that three
I-I-I been keeping that score since I learned how to read
Uh, turn that boy to a fan, turn that bitch to a fiend (boy, boy, boy, boy)
Uh, turn that boy to a fan, turn that bitch to a fiend (boy, boy, boy, boy)
Uh, turn that boy to a fan, turn that bitch to a fiend (boy, boy, boy, boy)
Uh, turn that boy to a fan, turn that bitch to a fiend (boy, boy, boy, boy)
Yep, yep, yep, yep
Yep, yep, yep
Yep, yep, yep, yep
Yep, yep, yep
