Текст пісні
Baby, I'm back by popular demand
Bitch, I'm back by popular demand
I do not come to play with you hoes
I came to slay, bitch
Y'all haters corny with that Illuminati mess
Paparazzi, catch my fly, and my cocky fresh
I'm so reckless when I rock my Givenchy dress (stylin')
I'm so possessive so I rock his Roc necklaces
My daddy Alabama, momma Louisiana
You mix that negro with that Creole make a Texas bama
I like my baby heir with baby hair and afros
I like my negro nose with Jackson Five nostrils
Earned all this money but they never take the country out me
I got a hot sauce in my bag, swag
I see it, I want it (want it) I stunt, yellow-bone it ('bone it)
I dream it, I work hard, I grind 'til I own it (own it)
I twirl on my haters (haters), albino alligators ('gators)
El Camino with the seat low, sippin' Cuervo with no chaser (chaser)
Sometimes I go off (I go off), I go hard (I go hard)
Take what's mine (take what's mine), I'm a star (I'm a star)
'Cause I slay (slay), I slay (hey), I slay (okay), I slay (okay)
All day (okay), I slay (okay), I slay (okay), I slay (okay)
We gon' slay (slay), gon' slay (okay), we slay (okay), I slay (okay)
I slay (okay), okay (okay), I slay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, ladies, now let's get in formation ('cause I slay)
Okay, ladies, now let's get in formation ('cause I slay)
Prove to me you got some coordination ('cause I slay)
Slay trick, or you get eliminated
When he fuck me good, I take his ass to Red Lobster (say!)
When he fuck me good, I take his ass to Red Lobster (we gon' slay)
If he hit it right, I might take him on a flight on my chopper ('cause I slay)
Drop him off at the mall, let him buy some J's, let him shop up ('cause I slay)
I might get your song played on the radio station ('cause I slay)
I might get your song played on the radio station ('cause I slay)
You just might be a black Bill Gates in the making ('cause I slay)
Huh? I just might be a black Bill Gates in the making
I see it, I want it (want it) I stunt, yellow-bone it ('bone it)