Yeah, can she sing
What is that sh** she's singing
It went from being one one thing thing
to a Bollywood Sing-Sing
And does it sting, I run things
Time to stick the needle in
Feeling, feeling adrenaline, adrenaline
I am the lady k**a
For rilla the ill man thrilla
To the bon to the bon get bigger
I'm a girl who keeps getting better
You feel it in your system
Well, I did it in the bedroom
First comes working on my groove
Then I leave the room to find a groom
Universal bada**
I kick so hard I get a red card
k**a on the Red Bulla
Like Ike and Tina Turner
Im the lady k**a
For rilla the ill man thrilla
To the bon to the bon get bigger
I'm a girl who gets better
[Rap]
Ain't nobody touch this dice, ain't no sh** but they're dropping like flies
Murder in the day whatever, murder in the dark
This murder is a mystery, she didn't leave a mark
Murder is a martial art when she's got murder on her mind
Drop nine murder k**ing machine
She k**ed all competition yeah she ruined this thing
And we come through k**ing the scene
I'll k** you in your sleep, gonna k** you in your dreams
She's a lady k**a with a cold streak
I know you won't be leaving here in one piece
So don't get it twisted, looks are deceiving, she's deadly
She will have your family greiving
I'm the universal bada**
I kick so hard I get a red card
Close but no cigar, I got my guards
An accidental hero
A tropical Indiana Jones