Taking my magic for granted, bitch, like I won't snatch it away

Fuck it, now I'm on some savage shit, won't let y'all do me that way

Look at how I'm 'bout to flip the script, fuck who gon' catch a few strays

Forget I wasn't no average bitch, the silly games that y'all play

Playing, I'm playing to win, playing a friend or a foe

Kicking the ball through the goal, letting you muhfuckers know

Get my lawyer on the phone, put my money on the floor

Kicking in on all your doors, set reminders for you whores

At the party but I'm bored, set reminders for you whores

I wasn't born yesterday, old bitches winning

I been cooking in the kitchen, take this food for thought, keep them wheels spinning

Keep it hot like a summer day, baby, grab your linens

Is it giving the shit that it should be giving? Hop in ya bag, not ya feelings

Goddamn, yeah, I make it look easy, on my dick, but the shit don't please me

Might put the swag up on Ebay since all you little **** wanna be me

Big daddy yeah, tell all my flunkies I'm proud of ya

Got the recipe but the flavor's off

No hard feelings, hope you make it far, make it far

Hit me with that, all that fucking gitchi, gitchi, ya, ya

All you fucking leaches fucking swinging from my tatas

Swinging from my tatas

Swinging from my tatas

Tata

Tata

Don't let this shit here define me

But this shit here remind me that I'm that bitch

Whether this shit get traffic or not

Even if the shit don't pop, even if the boat don't rock

Fuck it, then the show don't stop, **** they be cold then hot

Fuck it, then the show don't stop, don't stop

Fuck it, then the show don't stop, don't stop

Fuck it, then the show don't stop, don't stop

Fuck it, then the show don't stop, don't stop

Fuck it, then the show don't stop, don't stop