Lyrics

(Verse 1)

Ayy, juice on the beat, hoe,

I'm the real one, don’t mess wit me,

How could you? I'm a god and a beast,

The one to be contained, roughing ‘round,

You playing mind games, but I’m the queen of this town.

Some of you guys are bitches,

Make your ass end up in ditches,

That’s why you shouldn’t have been snitching,

Every word you drop, got me twitching,

Flexin’ on these haters, my style is vicious,

While you talkin' trash, I’m stacking riches.


(Chorus)

You can talk all, but you ain't shit,

Running your mouth, but you ain't legit,

Bitches wanna flex like they run the street,

But I'm the one swinging, can't take the heat.


(Verse 2)

I pull up on the scene, lookin’ fly as fuck,

Niggas whisper low, but I ain't giving a what,

Got my crew with me, we be turnin’ it up,

While you sippin’ on that weak sauce, we’re kickin’ it tough.

You claim you ballin’, bitch, check your stats,

I’m the real deal, while you just cap,

You wanna step to me? Then come take a swing,

But I’m a heavyweight, I’ll make your ass sing.


(Chorus)

You can talk all, but you ain't shit,

Running your mouth, but you ain't legit,

Bitches wanna flex like they run the street,

But I'm the one swinging, can't take the heat.


(Verse 3)

I’m the savage on the block, you just a lil’ pup,

Got the whole world watchin’, I’m rising up,

You thought I’d crumble? Nah, I’m built to last,

While you out here playing games, I’m stacking cash.

Thug life, baby, I’m living it right,

While you chillin’ with your friends, I’m out in the night,

I’ll take your crown and your so-called throne,

Leaving you shook, like you all alone.


(Bridge)

Talk all that shit, but can’t back it up,

I’m the type to sip lean, then just interrupt,

Got my mind on my money, ain’t worried ‘bout you,

While you frontin’ on the gram, I’m makin’ moves too.


(Chorus)

You can talk all, but you ain't shit,

Running your mouth, but you ain't legit,

Bitches wanna flex like they run the street,

But I'm the one swinging, can't take the heat.


(Outro)

So keep on yappin’, I’ll just laugh it off,

You ain't on my level, just a knock-off,

With my fire in the booth, I’m the truth on this beat,

You can talk all, but you ain't shit, take a seat.