Bitch Imma Star

Okay my booty in the eye Of the beholder He a dog So I told him to roll over Got these niggas on my hip Like a holster He wanna take a sip Of my holy water I don't wanna save him Don't even wanna play him He not even worth All the energy I gave him I call the streets like "Please can you take him?" I told him to leave like I'm about to rake him (Yeah yeah huh) Ay bitch imma star (Yeah yeah huh) All my haters sub-par (Yeah yeah huh) I'm so raw tartare (Yeah yeah huh) Yeah bitch imma star I don't even know How I got like this Wrist so froze Got arthritis Pockets on swole Hippopotamus If you don't speak cash I don't comprehend Yeah I been eatin' greens Am I thick yet? You could ask my opps I'm a big threat I'm smoking GPT Yeah that's high tech And my pussy go grrr That's a big cat (Yeah yeah huh) Bitch imma star (Yeah yeah huh) All my haters sub-par (Yeah yeah huh) I'm so raw tartare (Yeah yeah huh) Yeah this shit hard I call the streets like "Please can you take him?" I call the streets like "Please can you take him?" I call the streets like "Please can you take him?" I call the streets like "Please can you, please can you" (Nooo I'm a star, please I'm a star) Signin' a boss up on your titties Gonna see us on your TV's Streaming you gon' see these Black girls winning Besties in your city Energy on triple DD If you ain't fuckin' with me You can kiss my pee pee