[Hook]
All my bad b*tches can relate (late)
When you look good and you got your sh*t together then they gonna hate
But I always kept my faith
b*tch i'm a star so it's only right that i pull up in a wraith (Oh, Oh, Oh)
I smoke an ounce, you smoke an eighth
And i can keep it real wit ya (Real wit ya)
These other b*tches they from outer space (Yea)
I don't chase, i am the chase
And i can't wait to put it down on you, turn around and look you in ya face
[Verse 1]
I run alone you run in packs
Know your worth and add the tax
Old n*gga comin’ to me like a flashback (back, back)
I stay woke insomniac
They sleep but i never lack
Imma always do it big ain't no holding back (Naw)
They tried to tell me to relax
But how the f*ck can i relax when i got a hundred stacks sitting in my lap (How?)
Smoke until my lungs collapse
Got yo n*gga runnin’ laps for this pus*y
Olympic medal like he running track (ya)
He said i'm bad like Michael Jack
I’m that b*tch and that's a fact
Everybody get the blues when I throw the racks (racks)
Pretty b*tch i make him pack
Haters love me heart attack
All these fans want my attention, but i don't react
[Hook]
All my bad b*tches can relate (late)
When you look good and you got your sh*t together then they gonna hate
But I always kept my faith
b*tch i'm a star so it's only right that i pull up in a wraith (Oh, Oh, Oh)
I smoke an ounce, you smoke an eighth
And i can keep it real wit ya (Real wit ya)
These other b*tches they from outer space (Yea)
I don't chase, i am the chase
And i can't wait to put it down on you, turn around and look you in ya face
[Verse 2]
I go dummy i don't crash
I stay focused on the cash
Gotta get it quick like flash
I stay drippin’ water splash
Got big titties and some ass
I gave him brain like i'm in class
Had to test him and he passed
First round he made the draft
Im a boss b*tch and it shows
I got white paint on my toes
All that glitter it ain't gold
You b*tches trollin' and its old
[Hook]
All my bad b*tches can relate (late)
When you look good and you got your sh*t together then they gonna hate
But I always kept my faith
b*tch i'm a star so it's only right that i pull up in a wraith (Oh, Oh, Oh)
I smoke an ounce, you smoke an eighth
And i can keep it real wit ya (Real wit ya)
These other b*tches they from outer space (Yea)
I don't chase, i am the chase
And i can't wait to put it down on you, turn around and look you in ya face