Lyrics

(Verse 1)

Ayy, juice on the beat, hoe

It's no face, no game, bitch, you don't want this, it's no game

Watch out when you come to the fame,

Flexin’ like a boss, you just a mothafuckin’ lame,

You be talkin’ big, but you ain't hit a lick,

Got the crew in the back, and we all with the shits.


You think you ballin’, but your pockets real thin,

Bitches throwin' shade, tryna throw me off my grin,

But I’m too busy grindin’, stackin' racks, no cap,

While you fakin’ in the mirror, tryna front like you trap.


(Chorus)

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

Actin’ tough on the gram, but you don’t wanna hit,

I’m flexin’ on these haters, yeah they throwin' fits,

You can talk all, but you ain’t shit,

No, you ain't shit.


(Verse 2)

Yeah, I pull up in that whip, and you know it's all black,

Got my girls in the back, and we ready to attack,

Sippin’ on that juice while I’m countin' up the stacks,

You a wannabe thug, but you really ain't that.


You be out here playin', but the game ain't for you,

I’m the queen on the throne, makin' moves that are true,

Got these niggas on my line, but I’m choosin’ for the crew,

While you out here frontin', they just laughin’ at you too.


(Chorus)

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

Actin’ tough on the gram, but you don’t wanna hit,

I’m flexin’ on these haters, yeah they throwin' fits,

You can talk all, but you ain’t shit,

No, you ain't shit.


(Bridge)

Bitch, you claim you the plug, but you really just a joke,

All that noise you makin’, but you just blowin’ smoke,

I’m on top of my game, while you down on the ropes,

Got the world in my hands, you just graspin’ at hope.


(Verse 3)

So keep yappin’, keep chattin’, while I’m stackin' my clout,

You a flash in the pan, I’m the fire, no doubt,

I’m the real deal, baby, you just wanderin’ ’bout,

I don’t care what you say, ‘cause your words don’t amount.


Bring the heat, bring the fire, I’m the queen of this trap,

While you sittin' on the sidelines, I’m the one makin' that snap,

So remember my name, girl, 'fore you talkin’ that smack,

I’m the rawest in the game, and you just a lil' hack.


(Chorus)

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

Actin’ tough on the gram, but you don’t wanna hit,

I’m flexin’ on these haters, yeah they throwin' fits,

You can talk all, but you ain’t shit,

No, you ain't shit.


(Outro)

So shut your mouth, bitch, and let the real ones shine,

I’m the queen of this scene, and I’m doin’ just fine,
(Verse 1)

Ayy, juice on the beat, hoe

It's no face, no game, bitch, you don't want this, it's no game

Watch out when you come to the fame,

Flexin’ like a boss, you just a mothafuckin’ lame,

You be talkin’ big, but you ain't hit a lick,

Got the crew in the back, and we all with the shits.


You think you ballin’, but your pockets real thin,

Bitches throwin' shade, tryna throw me off my grin,

But I’m too busy grindin’, stackin' r
You can talk all you want, but that’s all in your mind,

Step aside, lil’ girl, watch me redefine