I'm better than you (She's Jean Grae) What else does she do (I don't know) Well she will Break your face You made her wait Way too damn long You s** (Spirit fingers) Take my time (Two thousand) And take (and nine) Your fans (Is going to s** for you guys) And make them mine (You s**) Back at the gate with a red cape and a full flask 20 red bulls ready to thrash in this bull fight You bullsh**e, bull ish, couple of bulldykes See I got bigger balls Probably get bigger applause Strapped on dick and balls it's bigger, thicker than yours Probably fit in your jaws while you licking it off Think of all the liquor you're poured Bottles infinite, models you scored Limited models it caused Bought pause in your court dates [?] Reminisce about the who*es, you hate to date 'em The tours and vacations you buy tickets and take 'em on Don't gag, take it all, relax your mind Shake it off, go to a safe place in your mind With your boys with your toys with an autotune I don't know huh you're inaudible don't talk with your mouth full Don't you look adorable Tears streaming down, heels leaning up, knees on the ground, milk streaming up Words upchuck and get slapped until your face hurts Should grab your neck and slam your face up into the ba** word Isn't Grae absurd, let you go ape b**h Till you swallow every word I'm back in the game to tail the nerd