Damn, this shit crank
(You walk in this club, we gon' shoot you)
Let me let y'all know somethin' real quick
Let me tell y'all somethin'
Come on

I'm tired of holdin' my tongue
The next girl speak on my name gettin' stomped out right there
Nigga, we gettin' it done
Ol' girl still mad 'bout a nigga that don't even want her
But keep him just 'cause she dumb
And my mama ain't raise no dummy
So you can have him 'cause I know what he come with
Got a hunnid problems and a hunnid bands'll solve 'em
Gotta get that easy fix
Other opp still broke and mad
Gotta pillow talk to get girls on the side
Whole time I don't really care
'Cause these goofy hoes never cross my mind

I'm too high class, you way too broke
So why would you lie on my body?
I'm too high class so that was a joke
Ain't no one believe that lie
I just had to smack a girl last Tuesday
This broad must've lost her mind
She came back with her friends, still got crushed
Y'all can't beat me combined
I think I'm the baddest in the room
You gotta blame my mama
With a face like hers and a mug like this
I gotta defend her honor
With a smile like this and a voice like this
I gotta maintain my rank
Instead of taking me out to eat
How 'bout you take me to the bank?
Instead of takin' me to pops
I'm thinkin' Miami, Florida
They say I'm one of them ones
They sayin' I got aura
They say: Bri3 comin' up
And all I did was keep my patience
I can't wait till I get rich
I know the opps gon' be outrageous
Why you mix up prints and think you can dress?
Lil' mama, it's givin' tacky
Can't tell me nothin' if no money involved
Last time I checked, you ain't my daddy
I'm gettin' flowers from boys in middle school
Who used to call me blackie
You know all of a sudden I'm chocolate, cute, gorgeous
They tryna get at me

I'm just seventeen, I'm runnin' it up
I'm takin' trips out Cincinnati
I was gettin' bored till they mentioned money
They lost me then they had me
I just had to smack a girl last Tuesday
This broad must've lost her mind
She came back with her friends, still got crushed
Y'all can't beat me combined
I think I'm the baddest in the room
You gotta blame my mama
With a face like hers and a mug like this
I gotta defend her honor
With a smile like this and a voice like this
I gotta maintain my rank
Instead of taking me out to eat
How 'bout you take me to the bank?
Instead of takin' me to pops
I'm thinkin' Miami, Florida
They say I'm one of them ones
They sayin' I got aura