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