Heavy On It, mm-hmm
New York, stand the fuck up (grrah)
When we come out, it look like Princess Diana on the street (grrah)
Ayo, Ice (stop playin' with 'em, RIOT)
(Finish 'em)

Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bitches move wock' 'cause they know I got bands (damn)
They be chattin', I don't give a damn
And I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (grrah)
Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (grrah)
If he smart, he gon' act like a fan (damn)
Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (grrah)
Bitches slow, so I give 'em a pass

Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bitches move wock' 'cause they know I got bands (damn)
They be chattin', I don't give a damn
And I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (grrah)
Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (grrah)
If he smart, he gon' act like a fan (damn)
Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (grrah)
Bitches slow, so I give 'em a pass

And I just fell in love with a gangsta (like)
So he put my name in a tat'
But I don't let him come to the crib (grrah)
So we get it on where we at, grrah
Nowadays, I be duckin' them cameras
And they hype that I'm up on them banners
Callin' my phone, but they know I don't answer (why?)
In the hood, I'm like Princess Diana (grrah)

I'm thick 'cause I be eatin' oats (huh?)
Bitches not takin' shit from me but notes
Wanna be me, so she do my emotes
And my name in her mouth, so I bet she gon' choke (bitch)
To her man, I'm the girl of his dreams
Thinkin' 'bout me when he brushin' his teeth
He keep textin', I leave him on seen
Hottest bitch out and they know what I mean (know what I mean)

Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bitches move wock' 'cause they know I got bands (damn)
They be chattin', I don't give a damn
And I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (grrah)
Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (grrah)
If he smart, he gon' act like a fan (damn)
Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (grrah)
Bitches slow, so I give 'em a pass

Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bitches move wock' 'cause they know I got bands (damn)
They be chattin', I don't give a damn
And I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (grrah)
Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (grrah)
If he smart, he gon' act like a fan (uno, dos, tres, cuatro)
Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (grrah)
Bitches slow, so I give 'em a pass (boo, tomato)

(This is a public service announcement) grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, brr

I, I, I be eatin' my spinach (spinach)
They tried to clone my image (image)
They burned they London Bridges (Bridges)
None of them bitches British (no)
I know they know the difference (grr)

And I just fell in love with a gangsta (grrah)
So I hold him down like an anchor (grrah)
He said if I keep it a hundred (grrah)
That he'll keep me safe like a banker (grrah)
Nowadays, I be makin' 'em famous (grrah)
She the princess, so fuck who you lames is (grrah)
Of course I be pushin' they buttons (grrah)
I hold the control like the gamers (woo)

Like grrah, keep it a stack
Bitches is ass if we keepin' it crack
Bad little redhead, she 'bout to black
We come out, it's a movie, but we don't do BAP (woo)
Live from London, straight from the palace
Man dem ah gyalis ah text us like Dallas
Keep it a bean, yo
He talk nice 'cause the pussy game mean, hoe (Hadouken)

Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bitches move wock' 'cause they know I got bands (damn)
They be chattin', I don't give a damn
And I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (brr, grrah)
Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (grrah)
If he smart, he gon' act like a fan (damn)
Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (grrah)
Bitches slow, so I give them a pass (oop)

Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bitches move wock' 'cause they know I got bands (damn)
They be chattin', I don't give a damn
And I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (grrah)
Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (grrah)
If he smart, he gon' act like a fan (oop, damn)
Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (nope, grrah)
Bitches slow, so I give 'em a pass

Ayo, Isis, you got these bitches crunchier than ice, sis
Come chop it up, I'ma have gang on the night shift (brr)
She said she don't like me, but her baby daddy like it (oh)
Ride my nigga dick then handle bars, on some bike shit
Bitches is a joke, I gotta laugh, on some sike shit
So every now and then I gotta read 'em like a psychic (oop)
Strugglin' to get to the top, on some hike shit
When I throw it to him, he gon' catch it, he gon' spike it

Catch it, mm-hmm
Gag, it's the gag for me, haha
Princess
Oop