Lyrics

[Intro] BBM 4 As I continue down this road of life, you know I've come to realize that Instead of follow the path Why don't you create a path and the way? You know what I mean? Be a boss, yeah [Chorus] He'on give a fuck 'bout me? Don't give a fuck 'bout you It' simple math, motherfucka, two plus two See, I'm a real-ass bitch, I stand by my word Reppin' BBC, my nigga, fuck what ya heard [Post-Chorus] I got that Chanel swag, Chanel swag Chanel swag (My nigga, fuck what ya heard) I got that Chanel swag, Chanel swag Chanel swag (My nigga, fuck what ya heard) [Verse 1] Yeah, ha Price tag stupid Niggas love a boss bitch, call that nigga Cupid (Cupid) Yeah, yeah, I got the fluid Cut the Jack, knock-ass nigga, just do it You in the presence of the realest (Realest) I Donald Trump niggas, they all my apprentice (Apprentice) Ha, they've been sleepin' on me, underdog Now on my way, they ass up, ha, Aderall Take a look at my team, keep my eyes on the cream I ain't fuckin' for free, you can't sell me a drink I go harder than most, pop a bottle, then toast On my way to the top, kick off my pumps and I post Okay, ha, now watch me go Get yo popcorn out, watch this show Get ya 3D frames, watch me blow I'm the baddest bitch comin' out the 404 [Chorus] He'on give a fuck 'bout me? Don't give a fuck 'bout you It' simple math, motherfucka, two plus two See, I'm a real-ass bitch, I stand by my word Reppin' BBC, my nigga, fuck what ya heard [Post-Chorus] I got that Chanel swag, Chanel swag Chanel swag (My nigga, fuck what ya heard) I got that Chanel swag, Chanel swag Chanel swag (My nigga, fuck what ya heard) [Verse 2] Um, alright Salute to all the real bitches (Yah) Who dream-chasin', handlin' they bidness I run my shit, trackstar Ain't no comparison, I flies above the radar Damn right, I get it (Get it), damn right, I bought it (Bought it) Damn right, I spend it (Yup), damn right, I flaunt it (Ha) I'on need no handouts, nigga, I'on need nobody (Body) A real chick 'gon get hers, I put that on my mommy (Yeah) Bossed up, we in here, y'all lames so last year I'on play the game, I control it, I steer Fresh off the lot, just copped that X6 Now my ex-man mad, his ex-bitch is so sick (Woo) Chanel is the swag (Swag), two C's on my bag (Bag) Two C's on my tag, make a basic bitch gag (Ah) Yeah, the diamonds Shoppe (Shoppe), same color that [?] (Ha) They hollin' at that Rasheeda bitch, a bad motherfucka [Chorus] He'on give a fuck 'bout me? Don't give a fuck 'bout you It' simple math, motherfucka, two plus two See, I'm a real-ass bitch, I stand by my word Reppin' BBC, my nigga, fuck what ya heard [Post-Chorus] I got that Chanel swag, Chanel swag Chanel swag (My nigga, fuck what ya heard) I got that Chanel swag, Chanel swag Chanel swag (My nigga, fuck what ya heard) [Outro] (Ugh)