Verse 1 Girl you straight up off ya rocker Straight up off the goose getting looser off the vodka lucifer couldn't stop her Mix it with the heel game , Coach, Fendi, Pradi And she working that a** shake the green off a dollar Maybe I'll holla, but you gotta think twice If you ain't coming with a price, she not bouta blink twice Shawty bout that life, not the type that you wife up Dinner and a movie, be the only way you might touch She listen that IGGY so she know that she FANCY Sour attitude, real tart no candy Sometimes she happy, most times she sa**y Up down, up down, her attitude valley Cash, Rule, Everything, Around, Her...Wu tang Head game vicious, nickname in-humane That type of chick, that only worry bout them 2 things She don't play around, in her playground is mood swings Verse 2 She never worry about the small things she compared to The hatred never fails, never gels, like her hair do She get around the mind, over head...sombrero You can lose ya brain, wizard of Oz..No scarecrow Bird brain, sparrow, she will truth or dare ya She hot 450 sh**, juventud guerrera Rockin Hood by Air, Chive on and Keep chill She listen to that hood sh**, K. Dot, Meek Mill I speak real, only thing she fake is a smile on She touch down on any f**ing corner, like a pie line Like Taw Kwon she bout Doe, flip stacks Judo Tryna be her own BOSS, TV show, HUGO I try to dumb it down, Jim Carey or the short bus But shawty know the words like each page of a thesaurus Listen to the chorus, her swag game flawless Fergie lifestyle, everything Glam or us (Glamorous) Verse 3 You can call me crazy, you can call me psycho I'm coming out of philly with the craziest type flow Never smoke the wet but I spit straight hydro Ya boy just touched, these nuts!, no Michael Typo, my only mistake is going easy on it Every rapper think they money, I'm a be the audit Meet a hornet, bringing Heat... i dont mean Alonzo Mourning A lot are mourning, cause I came to k** sh** without a warning 215 yeah, and I rep it till my d**h site Will Smith, Kevin Hart, hell Lisa Left Eye Shawty on the molly, n***as want her body p**y game dope, so addiction like a hobby Damn I ain't tryna sound all commercial like She cut from a different cloth, you can say she Persian right The street fighter type, like Chun Li E. Honda She like that rough stuff, like Chris Brown & Rihanna Like Joseline & Stevie J, she never take easy way Like Angelina Jolie she do her men the greasy way If she could have it her way, like a fast food order She'd be worshiped like a sun god, and walk on water If you could give her diamonds and pearls, you'd be a prince But if you could rule the world maybe then you get a kiss Are you pissed?, if not your in (urine) a lifestyle worth savoring Crazy what they call you, or maybe what they make of it