WITH A GUILLOTINE! lyrics

(Why you think i’m in the club?)

La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la (La, la)
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

I was in the XL off a pink beam
I’ve been killing b*tches with a guillotine
I stay wounded up without a f*cking damn
Now I’m glowing up, I got b*tches stating biology
They’ve got lots of riches and b*tches
They wanna play with me
I don’t see an opposition, baby, I’m just seeing green
Not seeing competition, gotta feed the family
Hang with the elites but I’m not looking for a handout
When I get off stage they tell me I’m a stand out
Then I hit the next one, got the club fanned out
(Ooh) Like Lady Gaga how I live for the applause
Sea full of sharks and I’m feeling like Jaws
Ain’t afraid of a b*tch down with almost 3 jobs
Driving the new whip, they slobbing on my knob
And I’m up in a rich crib, I’m just doing my job
And I’m on they ass like donkey (Ee-aw)
And I still got motion sickness, we in trouble
Got me upside down, I’m so double
Diamonds pink with the purple
Got that swag on me, It’s not normal
That’s all you got?
I’ve been on my own, sh*t, I still run it up
I’ve still been a bad b*tch, always gonna wear it
She could never even cop this
In my own world
I-I-I was in the XL (Ooh)
From the XL, killing b*tches with a guillotine
I-I-I was in the XL
Got that swag on me, it’s not normal, —with a guillotine
I-I-I was in the XL (Ooh)
From the XL, killing b*tches with a guillotine
I-I-I was in the XL
Got that swag on me, it’s not normal, —with a guillotine