[Verse 1] Barbie dangerous We b*****s, don't endanger us You are over, ain't a range of us 'Cause I want one, one, one, angel numbers Fashions and Burberry rain boots Lookin' like every designer fade muse Front row necks 'til the who's who? Tryna build another Barbie doll, screw's lose Name a rapper that can channel Big Papa and push out Papa Bear, whole mother of the year Every summer I come out, do what, b*****s disappear, but to me it's just another year She ain't got that kind of flare, let me see what I'ma wear, they gon' cop, I'm aware, my clear Heavy on the AR, facts, he can take it from the back when he asks what's all in my hair, um, yeah
[Chorus] Spit your game, pop your shit, face on pretty, ass they thick Beef with who? She got the right one, all these rap b*****s ain't got it like none Kitty on fleek, I got the type on, pink one ticket, I got the light one These bad b*****s you like is my sons, stick 'em on this rap shit when I'm done
[Verse 2] I'm still sittin' here, you got a lot to prove Appreciatin' my solitude Beef ain't my go to but I got bags and this bread if we buy food And I'm still queenin', Chanel bags They still swingin', all hits They still swingin', ain't like the flow? They still streamin' But it's kill season, you apologize but it's still treason Got 'em steamin' like dry cleanin' Move on my time, I ain't no demon Hoes words ain't got no meanin' Queen of this rap shit, Bohemian Their worst nightmare, they still dreamin' B*****s Jack and I'm still queen And I'm still prayin' You would too if you knew how these jealous b*****s move First twenty-two by twenty-two They don't know the half 'til they're cracked in two So called beef with who, wait, who? Broke a couple rap niggas heart in two Now that my jack pun interviews (Interviews, interviews) It's clear to see they wanna be me Hit the road E-X-I-T My flow, they B-I-T Shots thrown but I-B-C Go home or do it B-I-G My throne, they can't S-A-T My crown, you can't F-I-T I'ma tell you like a nigga told me
[Chorus] Spit your game, pop your shit, face on pretty, ass they thick Beef with who? She got the right one, all these rap b*****s ain't got it like none Kitty on fleek, I got the type on, pink one ticket, I got the light one These bad b*****s you like is my sons, stick 'em on this rap shit when I'm done
[00:00.000] 作词 : Tate Kobang/Onika Maraj/Kameron Cole/Kendall Taylor/Christopher Wallace/Steven Howse/Anthony Henderson/Bryon McCane/Sean Combs/Steven Jordan [00:00.932] 作曲 : Tate Kobang/Onika Maraj/Kameron Cole/Kendall Taylor/Christopher Wallace/Steven Howse/Anthony Henderson/Bryon McCane/Sean Combs/Steven Jordan [00:01.865][Intro] [00:05.372]Tony ain't shit [00:12.154]A-yo [00:12.828] [00:12.996][Verse 1] [00:13.186]Barbie dangerous [00:14.140]We b*****s, don't endanger us [00:15.447]You are over, ain't a range of us [00:16.913]'Cause I want one, one, one, angel numbers [00:18.422]Fashions and Burberry rain boots [00:19.915]Lookin' like every designer fade muse [00:21.424]Front row necks 'til the who's who? [00:23.165]Tryna build another Barbie doll, screw's lose [00:24.887]Name a rapper that can channel Big Papa and push out Papa Bear, whole mother of the year [00:27.850]Every summer I come out, do what, b*****s disappear, but to me it's just another year [00:30.867]She ain't got that kind of flare, let me see what I'ma wear, they gon' cop, I'm aware, my clear [00:34.139]Heavy on the AR, facts, he can take it from the back when he asks what's all in my hair, um, yeah [00:36.298] [00:36.471][Chorus] [00:38.771]Spit your game, pop your shit, face on pretty, ass they thick [00:41.601]Beef with who? She got the right one, all these rap b*****s ain't got it like none [00:44.708]Kitty on fleek, I got the type on, pink one ticket, I got the light one [00:48.106]These bad b*****s you like is my sons, stick 'em on this rap shit when I'm done [00:50.909] [00:51.097][Verse 2] [00:51.429]I'm still sittin' here, you got a lot to prove [00:52.616]Appreciatin' my solitude [00:54.204]Beef ain't my go to but I got bags and this bread if we buy food [00:57.682]And I'm still queenin', Chanel bags [00:59.201]They still swingin', all hits [01:01.343]They still swingin', ain't like the flow? They still streamin' [01:03.338]But it's kill season, you apologize but it's still treason [01:06.406]Got 'em steamin' like dry cleanin' [01:07.968]Move on my time, I ain't no demon [01:09.474]Hoes words ain't got no meanin' [01:11.136]Queen of this rap shit, Bohemian [01:12.794]Their worst nightmare, they still dreamin' [01:14.262]B*****s Jack and I'm still queen [01:15.967]And I'm still prayin' [01:16.948]You would too if you knew how these jealous b*****s move [01:19.861]First twenty-two by twenty-two [01:21.510]They don't know the half 'til they're cracked in two [01:23.241]So called beef with who, wait, who? [01:24.806]Broke a couple rap niggas heart in two [01:26.466]Now that my jack pun interviews (Interviews, interviews) [01:28.092]It's clear to see they wanna be me [01:30.981]Hit the road E-X-I-T [01:32.689]My flow, they B-I-T [01:34.306]Shots thrown but I-B-C [01:35.907]Go home or do it B-I-G [01:37.511]My throne, they can't S-A-T [01:39.131]My crown, you can't F-I-T [01:40.666]I'ma tell you like a nigga told me [01:41.620] [01:41.817][Chorus] [01:42.534]Spit your game, pop your shit, face on pretty, ass they thick [01:45.348]Beef with who? She got the right one, all these rap b*****s ain't got it like none [01:48.708]Kitty on fleek, I got the type on, pink one ticket, I got the light one [01:51.815]These bad b*****s you like is my sons, stick 'em on this rap shit when I'm done
