Look at Me (feat. J. Tyler)

Legs all the way up to my derrière I got a face that should be featured up in Marie Claire I put the song on play and it's very there There's only one me and I'm very rare I tell 'em own it just like Oprah, I ain't playing no controller Okay, yeah, I got the gas, but no, you can't keep the motor I pull up with the show, put-put-put me on a poster No, put me in the spotlight, let me get that good exposure Lipgloss is poppin', my J's are real cute, got all the size You can count each cue (one, two, three) All these diamonds are called a clear view You can see me coming, windshield or the rear view On fleek, I'm Gucci, I'm geeked Hot couture from my head to my feet You're retired, expired, have a seat Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me! I'm lit, I'm wild and free Got my freak on like I'm Missy You ain't got nothing on me Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me! All eyes on me, I'm talking highly sighted Laganja makin' bangers, you can call me Miley Cyrus I don't need the keys to the jeep, I'm the engine I may be gettin' coin but you can still pay attention You're frontin' over nothing 'cause I'm coming to the top (top) You're bugging that I'm bumpin' it and hoping that I'll flop (flop) Well, let me tell you something that I think that you forgot (forgot) I'll kill you with my rhymes, then I'll hit a dip drop ('cause I'm-) On fleek, I'm Gucci, I'm geeked Hot couture from my head to my feet You're retired, expired, have a seat Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me! I'm lit, I'm wild and free Got my freak on like I'm Missy You ain't got nothing on me Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me! Hey, Tyler! I got the bars like I'm convicted on a felony (yeah) I'm everything you need, all the others are accessories Pocket full of green and I ain't walking 'round with jealousy I am not a child but the music is my destiny I just tee up then I'll do it to the letter (letter) Go and try to find somebody that'll do it better (do it better) I'm on the way up, B.S.E. is my propeller (propeller) Ain't signed Jay-Z, but I can still Rockefeller Don't really matter how you do it, don't you spin it I'ma kill 'em with the venom 'cause I pin 'em when I pin it It's J. Tyler and I'm winnin', it's only the beginning I don't see the competition when I'm swingin' in the sinnin', ah Uh, look at me I got everybody shook, crookedly Better take notes, university Yeah, I'm hot but I ain't talking thermally Uh, look at me Shining like the diamonds on my jewelry Dumbing on the beat I do it stupidly But I do it when I do it, it's done beautifully On fleek, I'm Gucci, I'm geeked Hot couture from my head to my feet You're retired, expired, have a seat Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me! I'm lit, I'm wild and free Got my freak on like I'm Missy You ain't got nothing on me Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me! Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me! Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me!