I drive my V8 in your lobby Put some power on this pussy Have the cops hit my agent Tell 'em, "Come and book me" ♪ Freedom of speech? Freedom means nothing When you could shoot me down With the push of a button Freedom of speech? Freedom means nothing When I don't own my body Even if we're fucking Drive my V8 in your lobby Put some power on this pussy Tell the cops hit my agent Tell 'em to come book me Pink Barbie band-aid Cover up the problem You won't give stitches You wanna be the martyr You don't wanna fix it You wanna give the drama So cry to your momma Violence is your karma Cover up the problem Yeah, you cover up the problem Yeah, you cover up the problem So cry to your momma Violence is your karma I hope your mistress is pro-life Your sugar baby's knocked up I hope you deal with all the lies You're putting on us And I hope you choke on your lies I hope you're outed for fraud And I hope they leak photos of you With pink panties on V-V-V8 in your lobby Put some power on this pussy Tell the cops hit my agent Tell 'em to come book me Put a pink Barbie bandaid Cover up the problem You won't give stitches You wanna be the martyr You don't wanna fix it You wanna give the drama So cry to your momma Violence is your karma Cover up the problem Yeah, you cover up the problem Yeah, you cover up the problem So cry to your momma Violence is your karma Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you! Aaah!