BITCH IMMA STAR - Flyana Boss

No

Okay, my booty in the eye of the beholder
He a dog, so I told him to roll over
Got these niggas on my hip like a holster
He wanna take a sip of my holy water
I don't wanna save him, I don't even wanna play him
He not even worth all the energy I gave him
I-I-I called the streets, like, "Please, can you take him?"
I told him to leave like I'm about to rake him (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh)

Ayy, bitch, I'm a star (Yeah, yeah, uh)
All my haters sub-par (Ooh, oh, yeah, yeah, uh)
I'm so raw tartare (Yeah, yeah, uh)
Yeah, bitch, I'm a star

I don't even know how I got like this
Wrist so froze, got arthritis
Pockets on swoll, hippopotamus
If you don't speak cash, I don't comprehend
Yeah, I've been eatin' greens, am I thick yet?
Uh, you could ask my opps, I'm a big threat
I'm smokin' GPT, yeah, that's high tech
And my pussy go *roar*, that's a big cat (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh)

Ayy, bitch, I'm a star (Yeah, yeah, uh)
All my haters sub-par (Ooh, oh, yeah, yeah, uh)
I'm so raw tartare (Yeah, yeah, uh)
Ooh, yeah, this shit hard

I-I call the streets, like, "Please, can you take him?"
I-I call the streets, like, "Please, can you take him?"
I-I call the streets, like, "Please, can you take him?"
I-I call the streets, like, "Please, can you, please, can you"
No, I'm a star
Please, I'm a star
Signin' a boss up on your tities
Gonna see us on your TV's
Streamin', you gon' see these
Black girls winnin'
Be-Be-Besties in your city
Energy on triple DD
If you ain't fuckin' with me
You can kiss my pee-pee