Chorus
Fuck it all ya should know I’m not the one
(I’m from New York)
I can be as sweet at toasted Cinnabon’s
(I’m from New York)
Them bitches big but your n***a weighs a ton
(I’m from New York)
I see the clowns but it’s easier to shun
(I’m from New York)
Ya think ya big with ya itty bitty buns
(I’m from New York)
I chew you up spit you out like some gum
(I’m from New York)

I seen bitches mackin’
I see booties clapping
Why he keep on yapping
Your face will get tapped in

Verse 1
I’m a Barbie I am bad you bitches is landfills
I can pay it all your n***a can’t pay the bills
I volunteer to drag you yes my free will
You look at all my looks cuz all my looks kill
Bitch, I’m really bold I bought the Hard White
Light that n***a up like Christmas tree lights
Caught that n***a lacking yeah it’s on sight
Spark these n***as up like electrolytes