Iggy. Do it biggie.
Tell 'em keep sending bottles, I'm a pop 50
These other bitches think they hot?
Not really
She a broke ho, that's how you know she not with me
Keep my heels on high, ride or die
7 60 airline, ride and fly
I'm the God's honest truth
They decide the lie
They just divide they legs, I divide the pie
Queen of Rap, ha lyricism. Wow. Poor Castro, poor Azealia.