Cocky (feat. Lila Star & the Vixen)

What you starin' for? What you starin' for? High fashion, high fashion, I'ma give you more Why you mad, girl? Why you mad, girl? 'Cause I'm slaying and it makes you really sad, girl? Ms. Couleé, I've come to get it Gonna go all the way, bitch, don't forget it Eyes on the prize, I'm the one to beat 'Cause I'm sick, and I'm fierce, and Cocky So cocky Bitch, you not me I'm sorry, girl So sorry, girl That they love me and they only call you basic, girl Just playin' girl Just playin' girl What you sayin', what you sayin', why you hatin', girl? Ms. Couleé gon' be a legend But congrats 'cause all dogs go to heaven I can see it in your eyes that you mad at me 'Cause I'm sick, and I'm fierce, and Cocky (Oh so cocky) Cocky (Oh so cocky) Cocky I'm not saying I'm cocky, but There's a whole lotta swag in the way I strut With style like Kim and curves like Nicki No wonder why these girls can't even take me B said it best, woke up like this Sorry not sorry, feeling myself You need a blueprint? Just check my Insta Chi Town queen, check my credentials Showed my boobs on Jerry Springer No regrets, middle finger You can't take, you can't take Compare me to nobody I do me, you do you And I'ma sit unbothered Fix your face, dress like me Come through like an imposter Call me Lila Gaga And you my little monster She bring it to you, every ball Femme queen goddess, 5 feet tall Across that board, I get my tens And I was born to win, cocky So cocky Bitch, you not me I'm sorry, girl So sorry, girl That they love me and they only call you basic, girl Just playin' girl Just playin' girl What you sayin', what you sayin', why you hatin', girl? You know I know you think I'm cocky I know you know you ain't gon' stop me You know I know you think I'm cocky I think you think that you can top me You know I know you think I'm cocky I know you know you ain't gon' stop me You know I know you think I'm cocky I bet you think that you can top me The Windy City girls come through for the win (for the win) Let that sink in Shea stay dressed to the nines (nines) Let me give my tens I heard you was talkin' trash Oh you mad, 'cause I got it in the bag? Get back, when I want get clack Better check my stats, I'ma tag that ass Come for me You better look both ways Walk for me I heard that you sashayed Stole the show and I took the stage Ridin' coattails but you can't hang Sheady Coulady you pavin' the way I just be snatchin' their wigs and their grace They just be gaggin' Their jaws just be droppin' Why you mad? Fix ya face, boo Cocky So cocky Bitch, you not me Cocky