Let's go
I'm a queen, I'm a boss, I'm a brat (yeah)
Hella independent,i get this,i get that (oh)
Shout out to the girls from the 'burb to the trap
I don't need a man for shit , put myself on the map (oh)
And they thought i was done
I ain't even like lolo on the laps how I'm runnin' the track
Only time i see a l's on the luxury tax
And my whole wining
Post a pic just because, they like,"oh, she chiling"
Million -dollar and my lipstick seal it
I need acrylic,i don't need no critical (facts)
Sweetie gon' glow Sweetie gon' shine
Takeoff for the block to the Hollywood sign