Thank you, what the fuck? (Ha)
Like how does it feel when you hop on the stage and they saying your name and you know you controlling the crowd
How does it feel when you turning the page and they fuck for your fame and then play it out loud
'Cuz bitch I feel great
Woah shit, 'cuz bitch I feel great
I live the stereotypical life of a dumb blonde
Snakes on my belt but you kick it with pythons
I don't care how she look never with the lights on
Over I be done so it's bye to my bygones
We run it back we don't what they told us
You talking back but you talked to the old us
Cannot be friends and pretend that you know us
Been on a mission to kill it and grow up
How does it feel when you hop on the stage and they saying your name and you know you controlling the crowd
How does it feel when you turning the page and they fuck for your fame and they play it out loud
'Cuz bitch I feel great
Woah shit, 'cuz bitch I feel great
If you a slave to Mary Jane than you succumb to her highness
You toten shit that's potent tryna see who's been the highest
Took your girl to see the world her opinion must be biased
Got that crowd going crazy with the moshpit came a riot
Zombies on ya phone but I might break it how I pack a punch
Put my car in park and told your bitch to come on back it up
Question if she's loyal when I'm around and she be acting up
How'd you like the song and they jt didn't snap enough
Can't make up his mind I be dividing his medulla
My girlfriend kinda crazy, stone cold, she Medusa
The lines I write and spit are so smooth I might seduce you
Wonder why I'm winning bitch 'cuz I don't hang with losers
What the fuck?