Yeah, ha
She got the heat, yuh
You got the heat like the summer
You got the heat like the summer
She got the heat, yuh
She like to ride in the rental (rental)
She got a vibe to remember (remember)
That boy, he a liar, pretender (pretender)
My lil' Nicki, that fire in December
One in a million, am I like Jenner
She's got fine, I'ma pen her
Clicquot on my designer
Beast mode, need a reminder?
Tonight, I brought bag on me (bag on me)
Somebody say somethin' to me (somethin' to me)
See I make residual plays (plays)
You lookin' for somethin' for free
Don't want not plain Jane, boy, I'm sick and tired (tired)
On my way up to the finish line
All I ever see are frenemies
Ain't nobody wanna pick my side
Just keep the focus on the money, yeah
Palm-size for security, uh
Cook it like Aminé, uh
Lookin' for purity
She be oppositions, no bother me, uh-uh
Money go through the streets, uh-huh
You already said it
I gotta get it
I had to hustle to get me this settled
I got picked up by the feds in the alley
I had a bitch, told me I'm a daddy
I can't believe that bitch left me abandoned
Yeah, if you smarter you go farther than ever
See, if you my dog, then we gon' fall together, yeah
Might get a house in the Bay
I'ma do that for the hell of it, dog
She wanted the face
For all the people who said I'm irrelevant, dog
Pussy ass people connect, yeah, I know who's center
Yeah, yeah, she came on the waist
Want me a dancer, yeah
She good with the hate
She fell in love with Atlanta
Yeah, T O for the day
These niggas can't understand us
Yeah, stay in your place
My nigga ain't got no manners
Yeah, if you gotta hate
For the Amercain
She like to ride in the rental (rental)
She got a vibe to remember (remember)
That boy, he a liar, pretender (pretender)
My lil' Nicki, that fire in December
One in a million, am I like Jenner
She's so fine, ima pen her
Clicquot on my designer
Beast mode, need a reminder?
Tonight, I brought bag on me (bag on me)
Somebody say somethin' to me (somethin' to me)
See I make residual plays (plays)
You lookin' for somethin' for free
Don't want no plain Jane, boy, I'm sick and tired (tired)
On my way up to the finish line
All I ever see are frenemies
Ain't nobody wanna pick my side
I got a couple mouths to feed
Even though they ain't feed me none
They pro'ly thinkin' they older than me
Because I'm overseas too much
But I never see you
Takin' niggas to seafood
It's for my fans, not to please you
Lookin' for Caviar Dreams too
You dig?
Lookin' for Caviar Dreams too
You dig?