With my Nikes
And my crop top
Had a few shots
Might regret that
I'm so fucked up
But I'm pretty
Turning heads while
I step in the room like, "whattup?"
They be, "who the fuck is she?", like, "hol' up"
Got two glasses in my hands, I'm fucked up
Bitch, you're talking way too much, just shut up
Just shut up
Lie when I say
I'll be right back
"What's your number?"
How 'bout fuck that?
He's in love now
That was easy
My ex called but now I'm kinda busy
I got all them eyes
I got all them eyes on me, yea
Something feeling right 'bout my energy, yea
And they be telling lies, they can never lie to me, yea
I'll be turning heads when I step into the room like, "whattup?"
They be, "who the fuck is she?", like, "hol' up"
Got two glasses in my hands, I'm fucked up
Bitch, you're talking way too much, just shut up
When I step into the room like, "whattup?"
They be, "who the fuck is she?", like, "hol' up"
Got two glasses in my hands, I'm fucked up
Bitch, you're talking way too much, just shut up
Just shut up
Poppin', yet they haven't seen the best of me
Looking in the mirror, I'm exactly who I wanna be
Dancing my ass off, going psycho
Keep'em on idle
This on a high note
I'm always on track, bruh
I know, I know, they can't afford my tag, work it
I'm down for that, I'm out to get the bag, worth it
Gettin' hot, jeez
100 degrees
Three more shots and I'll be asking myself, "where the fuck are we?"
I got all them eyes
I got all them eyes on me, yea
Something feeling right bout my energy, yea
And they be telling lies, they can never lie to me, yea
I'll be turning heads when I step into the room like, "whattup?"
They be, "who the fuck is she", like, "hol' up"
Got two glasses in my hands, I'm fucked up
Bitch, you're talking way too much, just shut up
When I step into the room like, "whattup?"
They be "who the fuck is she?" like, "hol' up"
Got two glasses in my hands, I'm fucked up
Bitch, you're talking way too much, just shut up
Just shut up