Yeah, uh, this some classic shit

Been sittin' on my station, yeah, they beggin' to book me

Even though I ain't touched, ain't considered a rookie

Can't give it to him yet, can't give him the cookie

Big body Benz, make a **** double look me

You can look, but don't touch

803, Backstreet, double Dutch

Vicious with a pen, eat them up, school lunch

Then they make it big, big bang, too tough, hmm

I beat a ho like a Mike Tyson

Put a ring on that last name, hyphened

He a low three, and I'm a high ten

Raise the bar for these bitches, yeah, it's heightened

D you keep it jumpin'? Ain't no purses to be bumpin

Don't no **** want no problems, I'm that **** in the THONDA

I'm that **** that will have your brother's sister in my Tommy's

Lee County raised, country shit all day

All I know is all I say, I'm that bitch, what you say

You a fan, you a pet, yo ****, Keith, I made him sweat ya shawty Nia and made him long, made Minaj body tone, hmm

Too ill not to brag on

Steppin' over bitches, I'ma do what you a don't

Beggin' me to stay, I got will and I won't

Imagine tryin' to outdo me, and you won't, you won't

I ain't no rapper, but I made him look back at it

I ain't no capper, but I got a new stack habit

You don't compare when you don't compete

You might as well do the dash and beat your feet

Hell, I'm the king, I can't be beat, hmm

I'm the top shell chief

You must've lost your marbles tryin' to step to me

Y'all only fuck with me, cause y'all only fuckin' with him

I slam dunk on these bitches, yeah, I'm grabbin' the rim

I don't disappoint, I can never be them

To be or not to be, I'm Kylie, not Kim

I'm Kylie, not Kim

I can never be them