Legs all the way up to my derrière
I got a face that should be featured up in Marie Claire
I put the song on play and it's very there
There's only one me and I'm very rare
I-I-I tell 'em own it just like Oprah, I ain't playin' no controller
Okay, yeah, I got the gas, but no, you can't keep the motor
I pull up with the show, put-put-put me on a poster
No, put me in the spotlight, let me get that good exposure
Lip gloss is poppin', my j's are real cute
Got all this ice, you can count each cube (one, two, three)
All these diamonds, I call that a clear view
You can see me coming, windshield or the rearview
On fleek, I'm Gucci, I'm geeked
Haute couture from my head to my feet
You're retired, expired, have a seat
Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me
I'm lit, I'm wild, and free
Got my freak on like I'm missy
You ain't got nuttin' on me
Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me
All eyes on me, I-I-I'm talking highly sighted
Laganja makin' bangers, you can call me Miley Cyrus
I-I-I don't need the keys to the jeep, I'm the engine
I may be gettin' coin, but you can still pay attention
You're frontin' over nothing 'cause I'm comin' to the top (top)
You're buggin' that I'm bumpin' it and hopin' that I flop (flop)
Well, let me tell you somethin' that I think that you forgot (forgot)
I-I'll kill you with my rhymes, then I'll hit a death drop ('cause I'm)
On fleek, I'm Gucci, I'm geeked
Haute couture from my head to my feet
You're retired, expired, have a seat
Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me
I'm lit, I'm wild, and free
Got my freak on like I'm missy
You ain't got nuttin' on me
Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me
Hey Tyler!
I got the bars like I'm convicted on a felony (yeah)
I'm everything you need, all the others are accessories
Po-pocket full of green and I ain't walking 'round with jealousy
I am not a child but the music is my destiny
I just tee up, then I do it to the letter (letter)
Go and try to find somebody that'll do it better (do it better)
I'm on the way up, B.S.E. is my propeller (propeller)
Ain't signed to Jay-z, but I can still rockefeller
Don't really matter how you do it or you spin it
I'ma kill 'em with the venom 'cause I pin 'em when I pin it
It's J. Tyler and I'm winnin', it's only the beginning
I don't see the competition when I'm swingin in the sinnin'
Uh, look at me
I got everybody shook, crookedly
Better take notes, university
Yeah, I'm hot, but I ain't talking thermally
Uh, look at me
Shinin' like the diamonds on my jewelry
Dumbin' on the beat, I do it stupidly
But I do it when I do it, it's done beautifully
On fleek, I'm Gucci, I'm geeked
Haute couture from my head to my feet
You're retired, expired, have a seat
Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me
I'm lit, I'm wild, and free
Got my freak on like I'm missy
You ain't got nuttin' on me
Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me
Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me
Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me
